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 China and from Accra.
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 1965 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Loose Ends to the dance kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Joe Smooth. All the underground hits.
All The Raincoats tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Black Moon record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Barry Ungar record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Faraquet,
Marmalade,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Erasure,
Slick Rick,
Ornette Coleman,
X-101,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Grey Daturas,
Buzzcocks,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Franke,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Fire Engines,
World's Most,
Pharoah Sanders,
PIL,
Gregory Isaacs,
Agitation Free,
Skaos,
Sixth Finger,
Peter & Gordon,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Au Pairs,
One Last Wish,
Glenn Branca,
K-Klass,
Grauzone,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The American Breed,
The Count Five,
Metal Thangz,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Kayak,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Shoche,
cv313,
The Music Machine,
Henry Cow,
Drive Like Jehu,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Pantytec,
Radiopuhelimet,
Max Romeo,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Raincoats,
The Dirtbombs,
Royal Trux,
Sällskapet,
Das Ding,
Gil Scott Heron,
The New Christs,
Tim Buckley,
Little Man,
Pierre Henry,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Darondo,
Severed Heads,
Piero Umiliani,
Sarah Menescal, Sarah Menescal, Sarah Menescal, Sarah Menescal.
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.