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 Grenada and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage 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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 1968 at the first Can practice in a loft in Cologne.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Marshall Jefferson to the funk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Pretty Things. All the underground hits.
All The Cramps tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joe Smooth record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scientists record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Todd Terry,
Pharoah Sanders,
Kerrie Biddell,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Deakin,
Negative Approach,
Todd Rundgren,
Rotary Connection,
Gil Scott Heron,
Magazine,
L. Decosne,
Tommy Roe,
Piero Umiliani,
The Mighty Diamonds,
cv313,
Franke,
Eddi Front,
Mary Jane Girls,
Spandau Ballet,
Wolf Eyes,
The Skatalites,
B.T. Express,
Brothers Johnson,
Blake Baxter,
Funkadelic,
Joensuu 1685,
Parry Music,
James White and The Blacks,
The Smoke,
The Searchers,
Sun City Girls,
OOIOO,
Godley & Creme,
Buzzcocks,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Theoretical Girls,
Gang Green,
Eden Ahbez,
The Slits,
Heaven 17,
Deepchord,
Iggy Pop,
Sister Nancy,
ABC,
Inner City,
Vladislav Delay,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Sonny Sharrock,
Tropical Tobacco,
Boz Scaggs,
Carl Craig,
Man Parrish,
Eve St. Jones,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Busters,
The Detroit Cobras,
Oppenheimer Analysis, Oppenheimer Analysis, Oppenheimer Analysis, Oppenheimer Analysis.
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.