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 Kuwait and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1968 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 synthesizer 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 Negative Approach to the disco kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Beau Brummels. All the underground hits.
All Bobby Byrd tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mark Hollis 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin 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?
Ossler,
Scientists,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Man Eating Sloth,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The American Breed,
Spoonie Gee,
Lucky Dragons,
Aswad,
Bill Near,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Litter,
Model 500,
Sixth Finger,
Excepter,
Pharoah Sanders,
Lalann,
The Toasters,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Los Fastidios,
Fad Gadget,
Bluetip,
Tres Demented,
Skarface,
Radiohead,
Tubeway Army,
Main Source,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Procol Harum,
Blancmange,
New Age Steppers,
John Holt,
Roy Ayers,
The Black Dice,
Toni Rubio,
Theoretical Girls,
The Cosmic Jokers,
DJ Sneak,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Gong,
The Human League,
Liliput,
Schoolly D,
Colin Newman,
Godley & Creme,
Black Sheep,
Max Romeo,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Anthony Braxton,
FM Einheit,
Depeche Mode,
Harpers Bizarre,
K-Klass,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Star Department,
X-101,
Crash Course in Science,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
John Cale,
The Sound,
H. Thieme,
Sparks, Sparks, Sparks, Sparks.
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.