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 Papua New Guinea and from Johannesburg.
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 1960 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Youth Brigade to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Nas. All the underground hits.
All Eden Ahbez tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Black Bananas record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 an oboe and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Tropical Tobacco record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
In Retrospect,
Peter and Kerry,
Nils Olav,
Sixth Finger,
The Happenings,
Jandek,
Zero Boys,
Agitation Free,
Model 500,
Kevin Saunderson,
Jacob Miller,
Black Bananas,
Infiniti,
Eden Ahbez,
These Immortal Souls,
Hashim,
Moebius,
Spandau Ballet,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Brand Nubian,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Heaven 17,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Tremeloes,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Gang Green,
The Slits,
Derrick May,
Black Pus,
Easy Going,
Warren Ellis,
Goldenarms,
Colin Newman,
The Music Machine,
Byron Stingily,
Maleditus Sound,
X-Ray Spex,
The Human League,
Alice Coltrane,
EPMD,
The Vogues,
Sonny Sharrock,
Negative Approach,
Isaac Hayes,
Robert Görl,
The Electric Prunes,
Massinfluence,
Intrusion,
Joe Finger,
Sound Behaviour,
Sam Rivers,
Scott Walker,
Jacques Brel,
CMW,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Motions,
Crispy Ambulance,
Angry Samoans,
Neil Young,
Minor Threat,
Marshall Jefferson, Marshall Jefferson, Marshall Jefferson, Marshall Jefferson.
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.