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 Angola and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 Jakarta and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo to the rock kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Wolf Eyes. All the underground hits.
All Roxy Music tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fat Boys record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Minnie Riperton record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Essential Logic,
Sparks,
Hardrive,
Harpers Bizarre,
48th St. Collective,
B.T. Express,
The Selecter,
Angry Samoans,
Minor Threat,
the Germs,
DJ Style,
Dennis Brown,
Marvin Gaye,
the Slits,
The Victims,
Iggy Pop,
Ice-T,
Gil Scott Heron,
Derrick Morgan,
PIL,
Erykah Badu,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Jawbox,
Sound Behaviour,
Flamin' Groovies,
Bootsy Collins,
Hasil Adkins,
Davy DMX,
One Last Wish,
John Foxx,
Bronski Beat,
The Fire Engines,
Outsiders,
Todd Rundgren,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Los Fastidios,
Chris Corsano,
Agent Orange,
Barclay James Harvest,
Boz Scaggs,
Danielle Patucci,
The Gories,
Hot Snakes,
Boredoms,
Eric Copeland,
Eden Ahbez,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Residents,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Todd Terry,
Joey Negro,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Gong,
L. Decosne,
Howard Jones,
The Grass Roots,
Marc Almond, Marc Almond, Marc Almond, Marc Almond.
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.