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 Bahamas and from Sao Paulo.
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 1965 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 China Crisis to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Stockholm Monsters. All the underground hits.
All The Gun Club tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Todd Terry record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Marc Almond record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nils Olav,
Pagans,
John Cale,
Reuben Wilson,
Toni Rubio,
Joe Smooth,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Parry Music,
Lucky Dragons,
KRS-One,
The Kinks,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Massinfluence,
Ludus,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Godley & Creme,
Quantec,
Jesper Dahlback,
Average White Band,
Boogie Down Productions,
Eurythmics,
Danielle Patucci,
Q and Not U,
Barbara Tucker,
Tears for Fears,
Idris Muhammad,
Scrapy,
Loose Ends,
Robert Hood,
Nick Fraelich,
E-Dancer,
Erykah Badu,
Easy Going,
Wally Richardson,
Warren Ellis,
Camberwell Now,
Ultravox,
Crime,
Hashim,
U.S. Maple,
Nation of Ulysses,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
The Detroit Cobras,
Crash Course in Science,
The New Christs,
Skaos,
Black Moon,
Pantytec,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Kurtis Blow,
The Gories,
The Searchers,
Jawbox,
Archie Shepp,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Zapp,
Bill Near,
The Cowsills,
Chris Corsano,
Absolute Body Control,
Cymande, Cymande, Cymande, Cymande.
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.