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 Australia and from Manchester.
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 1962 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Sound Behaviour to the rock kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Bill Near. All the underground hits.
All World's Most tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joensuu 1685 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pierre Henry record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Susan Cadogan,
Kerrie Biddell,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
David McCallum,
Terry Callier,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Zero Boys,
Donny Hathaway,
Ludus,
Bill Wells,
Whodini,
Au Pairs,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Flash Fearless,
Eve St. Jones,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Q and Not U,
Lightning Bolt,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
UT,
LL Cool J,
Pantaleimon,
Fear,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
EPMD,
Jacob Miller,
the Fania All-Stars,
The Dave Clark Five,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Radiopuhelimet,
Marmalade,
John Holt,
Harpers Bizarre,
Youth Brigade,
ABC,
Q65,
Joyce Sims,
Pet Shop Boys,
Sight & Sound,
Stetsasonic,
Connie Case,
Yazoo,
Bootsy Collins,
Dark Day,
Jesper Dahlback,
Nils Olav,
Dennis Brown,
Hot Snakes,
The Durutti Column,
48th St. Collective,
Bang On A Can,
Guru Guru,
The Golliwogs,
Piero Umiliani,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Second Layer,
Smog,
Bronski Beat,
Brothers Johnson,
Bluetip,
Ohio Players, Ohio Players, Ohio Players, Ohio Players.
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.