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 Namibia and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Zero Boys to the grime 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 Freddie Wadling. All the underground hits.
All Lower 48 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Massinfluence record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Aaron Thompson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Intrusion,
Scientists,
Colin Newman,
10cc,
Audionom,
Essential Logic,
Wolf Eyes,
Cameo,
Roxette,
Stetsasonic,
Interpol,
Quadrant,
Dave Gahan,
Flash Fearless,
Country Teasers,
The Wake,
Average White Band,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Glambeats Corp.,
Moebius,
Big Daddy Kane,
Isaac Hayes,
Excepter,
CMW,
The Litter,
Barclay James Harvest,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Lou Reed,
The Tremeloes,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Banda Bassotti,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Fatback Band,
The Techniques,
Eric Dolphy,
Depeche Mode,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Index,
Brick,
Idris Muhammad,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Jerry's Kids,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Au Pairs,
Joyce Sims,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Joy Division,
Amazonics,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Todd Rundgren,
Moss Icon,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Black Sheep,
L. Decosne,
the Germs,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Unrelated Segments,
Althea and Donna,
Los Fastidios, Los Fastidios, Los Fastidios, Los Fastidios.
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.