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 Congo and from Mexico City.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Pantytec to the rock kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Real Kids. All the underground hits.
All Bluetip tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Howard Jones record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 harpsichord and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dennis Brown record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rosa Yemen,
David McCallum,
Lakeside,
Duran Duran,
The Cramps,
The Smiths,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Joensuu 1685,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Basic Channel,
Pagans,
Drive Like Jehu,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Grey Daturas,
The Star Department,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Skatalites,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Scott Walker,
The Stooges,
Deadbeat,
Connie Case,
FM Einheit,
Fatback Band,
Girls At Our Best!,
Audionom,
LL Cool J,
Livin' Joy,
Curtis Mayfield,
Piero Umiliani,
Half Japanese,
The Techniques,
Wolf Eyes,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Metal Thangz,
Lucky Dragons,
Qualms,
Johnny Clarke,
The Gun Club,
Robert Görl,
Tomorrow,
John Cale,
Radio Birdman,
Marc Almond,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Divine Comedy,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Beasts of Bourbon,
The Smoke,
Country Teasers,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Erykah Badu,
Dave Gahan,
The Offenders,
Donald Byrd,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Dorothy Ashby,
Joy Division,
Pet Shop Boys,
Josef K, Josef K, Josef K, Josef K.
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.