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 Edmonton.
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 1966 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Sonics to the grime 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 The Sisters of Mercy. All the underground hits.
All Bronski Beat tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rhythim Is Rhythim record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 an arpeggiator and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bauhaus record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kevin Saunderson,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Sun Ra,
The Golliwogs,
Stockholm Monsters,
Animal Collective,
The Black Dice,
Connie Case,
The Modern Lovers,
Nas,
Funky Four + One,
Mo-Dettes,
Robert Hood,
X-102,
Aaron Thompson,
JFA,
Sparks,
Vainqueur,
Unwound,
Charles Mingus,
Sugar Minott,
Erykah Badu,
Marine Girls,
Section 25,
The Invisible,
Jeff Mills,
DJ Style,
The Slackers,
Scott Walker,
Mary Jane Girls,
Model 500,
T. Rex,
Reagan Youth,
Bob Dylan,
Pussy Galore,
Colin Newman,
Eddi Front,
Guru Guru,
Gang Green,
Max Romeo,
Bad Manners,
Hashim,
Goldenarms,
Scratch Acid,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
China Crisis,
Godley & Creme,
In Retrospect,
The Kinks,
Adolescents,
Gastr Del Sol,
Jandek,
Fluxion,
Porter Ricks,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
John Cale,
Lakeside,
Delon & Dalcan,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Stereo Dub,
The Monochrome Set,
Lonnie Liston Smith, Lonnie Liston Smith, Lonnie Liston Smith, Lonnie Liston Smith.
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.