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 Tanzania and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1961 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 theremin 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 Sällskapet to the electroclash kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Bar-Kays. All the underground hits.
All The Last Poets tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every 10cc record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 snare and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Larry & the Blue Notes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kool Moe Dee,
Eurythmics,
Hashim,
Pierre Henry,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Television Personalities,
Fear,
Yellowson,
Frankie Knuckles,
Interpol,
Duran Duran,
The Durutti Column,
KRS-One,
Loose Ends,
The Doors,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Dead C,
the Fania All-Stars,
Blancmange,
Quando Quango,
Black Pus,
The Selecter,
Boogie Down Productions,
Max Romeo,
Jawbox,
Grandmaster Flash,
Smog,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Mr. Review,
Gerry Rafferty,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Ohio Players,
Suicide,
The Vogues,
Rosa Yemen,
cv313,
Throbbing Gristle,
Joe Smooth,
Jeff Lynne,
Albert Ayler,
Prince Buster,
Jacques Brel,
Man Eating Sloth,
Ludus,
Wire,
Newcleus,
Camberwell Now,
Dark Day,
Deepchord,
The Residents,
kango's stein massive,
Amon Düül II,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Gil Scott Heron,
Nas,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Sällskapet,
Q65,
Absolute Body Control, Absolute Body Control, Absolute Body Control, Absolute Body Control.
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.