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 Morocco and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 Bremen and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 The Remains to the electroclash kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Aswad. All the underground hits.
All Terror Squad Feat. Camron tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Albert Ayler 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Schoolly D record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
kango's stein massive,
Visage,
Hot Snakes,
Groovy Waters,
The Selecter,
June Days,
Iggy Pop,
Jacob Miller,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Easy Going,
Rapeman,
Ice-T,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Maleditus Sound,
Junior Murvin,
Lungfish,
Mars,
Ultimate Spinach,
Mo-Dettes,
The Neon Judgement,
The Misunderstood,
Howard Jones,
Scratch Acid,
Alison Limerick,
the Swans,
Young Marble Giants,
Sonic Youth,
Whodini,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Birthday Party,
Marshall Jefferson,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Arcadia,
EPMD,
Popol Vuh,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Tom Boy,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
The Red Krayola,
Pierre Henry,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Symarip,
Scientists,
Model 500,
Flipper,
Marmalade,
the Fania All-Stars,
Desert Stars,
The Invisible,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Gichy Dan,
The Associates,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Alarm Clocks,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Roxy Music,
DJ Sneak,
The Index,
Kerri Chandler,
Joe Finger,
Janne Schatter, Janne Schatter, Janne Schatter, Janne Schatter.
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.