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 Fiji and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Throbbing Gristle show in London.
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 1962 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Gang of Four to the rock kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Jesper Dahlback. All the underground hits.
All Agitation Free tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every James Chance & The Contortions record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Essential Logic record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Aural Exciters,
The Saints,
Bobby Byrd,
Mo-Dettes,
Rotary Connection,
Slave,
Urselle,
Public Enemy,
The Cure,
Sun City Girls,
Young Marble Giants,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Searchers,
Sonny Sharrock,
Marine Girls,
Sällskapet,
B.T. Express,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Maleditus Sound,
Erasure,
Soul II Soul,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Popol Vuh,
Erykah Badu,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Durutti Column,
Fugazi,
Andrew Hill,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Modern Lovers,
A Certain Ratio,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Symarip,
Lindisfarne,
Gang Starr,
Lebanon Hanover,
Sight & Sound,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
David Axelrod,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Slackers,
E-Dancer,
Deakin,
Desert Stars,
Sparks,
The Monochrome Set,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Arcadia,
Siglo XX,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Rufus Thomas,
Aloha Tigers,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Faust,
Eddi Front,
D'Angelo,
Tears for Fears,
Pylon,
Inner City,
Sunsets and Hearts, Sunsets and Hearts, Sunsets and Hearts, Sunsets and Hearts.
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.