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 Kyrgyzstan and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron 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 1966 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Judy Mowatt to the grunge kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Peter & Gordon. All the underground hits.
All Connie Case tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Association record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Throbbing Gristle record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Durutti Column,
Bill Wells,
Pole,
Fatback Band,
Eden Ahbez,
Basic Channel,
The Litter,
Crash Course in Science,
Bang On A Can,
Sound Behaviour,
Deadbeat,
Thee Headcoats,
Fad Gadget,
Sixth Finger,
David McCallum,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Soul Sonic Force,
Frankie Knuckles,
Toni Rubio,
The Saints,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Sandy B,
Urselle,
The United States of America,
Radiohead,
Hashim,
Eddi Front,
Can,
Funky Four + One,
Goldenarms,
The Monochrome Set,
Pierre Henry,
The Leaves,
The Count Five,
MC5,
Mission of Burma,
Lower 48,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Joensuu 1685,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
AZ,
Alice Coltrane,
Quantec,
Gastr Del Sol,
Swans,
Nik Kershaw,
Neu!,
Altered Images,
Kevin Saunderson,
8 Eyed Spy,
Dark Day,
Amon Düül,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Peter & Gordon,
Aloha Tigers,
Jandek,
The Evens,
Mad Mike,
Cecil Taylor,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Joey Negro,
Guru Guru, Guru Guru, Guru Guru, Guru Guru.
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.