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 Brunei and from Lagos.
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 1968 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Brand Nubian to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Absolute Body Control. All the underground hits.
All The American Breed tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fela Kuti record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gichy Dan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Babytalk,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Standells,
the Fania All-Stars,
Michelle Simonal,
Terrestrial Tones,
The Beau Brummels,
Ludus,
Soul Sonic Force,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Marine Girls,
The Motions,
ABC,
Big Daddy Kane,
Intrusion,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
David Bowie,
Porter Ricks,
the Normal,
Fela Kuti,
Motorama,
Hot Snakes,
Grey Daturas,
Scan 7,
The Move,
The Zeros,
Harpers Bizarre,
Scrapy,
The Selecter,
Drive Like Jehu,
the Slits,
Eric B and Rakim,
Joe Smooth,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Derrick Morgan,
the Soft Cell,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Television Personalities,
The Martian,
Colin Newman,
The Busters,
The Dead C,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Stiv Bators,
Loose Ends,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
X-Ray Spex,
The Cowsills,
Byron Stingily,
Simply Red,
Surgeon,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Excepter,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Shuggie Otis, Shuggie Otis, Shuggie Otis, Shuggie Otis.
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.