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 Swaziland and from Madrid.
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 1965 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Franke to the rap kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 La Düsseldorf. All the underground hits.
All Dark Day tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pagans 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lalo Schifrin record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kevin Saunderson,
Jawbox,
Shuggie Otis,
Warren Ellis,
Letta Mbulu,
Q and Not U,
Aural Exciters,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Black Moon,
Swell Maps,
the Soft Cell,
Bang On A Can,
Ken Boothe,
Stetsasonic,
Anthony Braxton,
Pylon,
Silicon Teens,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Massinfluence,
Cluster,
Shoche,
The Fire Engines,
Tim Buckley,
Bauhaus,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Accadde A,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Index,
Clear Light,
John Cale,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Danielle Patucci,
The Wake,
Bob Dylan,
The Index,
Minnie Riperton,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Sister Nancy,
Radiopuhelimet,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Gang Gang Dance,
cv313,
Roxy Music,
Susan Cadogan,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Von Mondo,
Joy Division,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Leonard Cohen,
The Dave Clark Five,
Hot Snakes,
Stiv Bators,
Essential Logic,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Lower 48,
Blake Baxter,
10cc,
Sex Pistols,
Dorothy Ashby,
Fifty Foot Hose,
L. Decosne, L. Decosne, L. Decosne, L. Decosne.
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.