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 Brunei and from Lagos.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Anthony Braxton to the rap kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Guru Guru. All the underground hits.
All Howard Jones tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Matthew Bourne record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Gun Club record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lebanon Hanover,
Alison Limerick,
Nils Olav,
Buzzcocks,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Toasters,
Eric B and Rakim,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Cramps,
Hasil Adkins,
Severed Heads,
The Evens,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Residents,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Doobie Brothers,
Slick Rick,
Scratch Acid,
Alton Ellis,
Ultra Naté,
Kerri Chandler,
Crash Course in Science,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Ice-T,
Crispy Ambulance,
Wings,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Magma,
Grauzone,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Schoolly D,
Funky Four + One,
Byron Stingily,
Spoonie Gee,
Steve Hackett,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Jacob Miller,
Desert Stars,
Archie Shepp,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Ornette Coleman,
Bobby Womack,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Gastr Del Sol,
Clear Light,
These Immortal Souls,
Soul II Soul,
The Five Americans,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Zeros,
The Fuzztones,
Procol Harum,
Cameo,
Althea and Donna,
the Germs,
Soft Machine,
Massinfluence,
cv313,
Brand Nubian,
The Litter,
Unwound, Unwound, Unwound, Unwound.
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.