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 Greece and from Stockholm.
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 1960 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
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 Major Organ And The Adding Machine 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 Birthday Party. All the underground hits.
All The Music Machine tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Aural Exciters record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Art Ensemble Of Chicago record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Slick Rick,
Sugar Minott,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Cure,
World's Most,
Minutemen,
Visage,
Nils Olav,
Eric B and Rakim,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Flesh Eaters,
ABC,
Flipper,
Nirvana,
Ralphi Rosario,
Soul II Soul,
Charles Mingus,
Youth Brigade,
Blake Baxter,
The Slits,
Newcleus,
Crooked Eye,
Colin Newman,
Grauzone,
Pylon,
Pharoah Sanders,
Marine Girls,
Kaleidoscope,
Josef K,
La Düsseldorf,
Guru Guru,
The Birthday Party,
Massinfluence,
Yaz,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Sound Behaviour,
In Retrospect,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
EPMD,
Faust,
Derrick May,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Todd Rundgren,
The J.B.'s,
Public Enemy,
Letta Mbulu,
Lalo Schifrin,
Johnny Osbourne,
Rod Modell,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Eric Copeland,
Bauhaus,
Subhumans,
Boredoms,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Chris & Cosey,
Don Cherry,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Joensuu 1685,
Cybotron,
Isaac Hayes, Isaac Hayes, Isaac Hayes, Isaac Hayes.
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.