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 Equatorial Guinea and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1962 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Lyon.
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 spring reverb 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 Detroit Cobras to the rap 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 Newcleus. All the underground hits.
All Curtis Mayfield tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sarah Menescal record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rhythim Is Rhythim record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Youth Brigade,
Aloha Tigers,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Divine Comedy,
Little Man,
Byron Stingily,
Excepter,
Newcleus,
Skriet,
In Retrospect,
Glenn Branca,
Amon Düül,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Ludus,
Lindisfarne,
Kas Product,
Matthew Halsall,
Bill Wells,
Deepchord,
Television Personalities,
June Days,
Yaz,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
MDC,
The Slits,
Subhumans,
U.S. Maple,
B.T. Express,
Dennis Brown,
Black Flag,
Unrelated Segments,
Todd Terry,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Von Mondo,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
X-102,
Vladislav Delay,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Marmalade,
Jandek,
Tres Demented,
Brothers Johnson,
Radio Birdman,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Slick Rick,
The Standells,
The Velvet Underground,
Robert Hood,
The Gladiators,
Carl Craig,
Connie Case,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
a-ha,
Tim Buckley,
Gabor Szabo,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Bill Near,
Index,
Ossler,
Archie Shepp, Archie Shepp, Archie Shepp, Archie Shepp.
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.