Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Vanuatu and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1968 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975 at the first Throbbing Gristle practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Oneida to the grime kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Scratch Acid. All the underground hits.
All Aaron Thompson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Duran Duran record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sly & The Family Stone record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Stooges,
Grey Daturas,
Mars,
Altered Images,
Sister Nancy,
the Association,
X-102,
Kayak,
The Durutti Column,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Audionom,
Q and Not U,
Mo-Dettes,
Arab on Radar,
Blancmange,
Sight & Sound,
In Retrospect,
CMW,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Mojo Men,
Stiv Bators,
The Leaves,
Black Pus,
cv313,
Cymande,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Lucky Dragons,
Lalann,
Ronnie Foster,
The Motions,
Crash Course in Science,
Popol Vuh,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Subhumans,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Alice Coltrane,
DJ Sneak,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Marc Almond,
David Bowie,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Panda Bear,
Skaos,
Dual Sessions,
Sonny Sharrock,
Deadbeat,
Slave,
F. McDonald,
Fugazi,
Fad Gadget,
Piero Umiliani,
The Blackbyrds,
Peter and Kerry,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
X-Ray Spex,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Busters,
Roy Ayers, Roy Ayers, Roy Ayers, Roy Ayers.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.