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 Benin and from Winnipeg.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the marimba 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 Joe Finger to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 T. Rex. All the underground hits.
All The Slits tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Aural Exciters record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro 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?
Surgeon,
Toni Rubio,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Sam Rivers,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
F. McDonald,
Television Personalities,
Andrew Hill,
Con Funk Shun,
This Heat,
Stockholm Monsters,
Jacob Miller,
Nils Olav,
Lightning Bolt,
Deakin,
Vainqueur,
Fluxion,
Joey Negro,
The Zeros,
The Dead C,
The Skatalites,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Curtis Mayfield,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Stereo Dub,
Absolute Body Control,
Moss Icon,
Tropical Tobacco,
Qualms,
Bobby Womack,
Robert Hood,
Cameo,
Stetsasonic,
Q65,
Thee Headcoats,
the Bar-Kays,
Soulsonic Force,
ABBA,
Youth Brigade,
Essential Logic,
Bauhaus,
The Slits,
Jeff Lynne,
Make Up,
Sex Pistols,
The Motions,
The Young Rascals,
Deadbeat,
Arcadia,
Inner City,
Arthur Verocai,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Man Parrish,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Supertramp,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Martian,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Barrington Levy,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Divine Comedy, The Divine Comedy, The Divine Comedy, The Divine Comedy.
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.