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 Armenia and from Winnipeg.
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 1969 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 Sarah Menescal 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 Brand Nubian. All the underground hits.
All The Blackbyrds tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nik Kershaw 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Henry Cow record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dead Boys,
Ituana,
The Moleskins,
Bluetip,
Brothers Johnson,
Danielle Patucci,
Basic Channel,
Mars,
Rekid,
Darondo,
Sun Ra,
Ponytail,
Sex Pistols,
Hasil Adkins,
Rites of Spring,
Goldenarms,
Magma,
Kas Product,
Scientists,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Charles Mingus,
The Techniques,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Joensuu 1685,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Buckinghams,
Marshall Jefferson,
Roger Hodgson,
Morten Harket,
Animal Collective,
Kurtis Blow,
Marvin Gaye,
Arthur Verocai,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Count Five,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Birthday Party,
Freddie Wadling,
Loose Ends,
Lucky Dragons,
Theoretical Girls,
Niagra,
Public Image Ltd.,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
the Swans,
Andrew Hill,
The Blues Magoos,
Malaria!,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Cluster,
Fela Kuti,
Peter and Kerry,
Avey Tare,
Pharoah Sanders,
Black Sheep,
Ornette Coleman,
Johnny Clarke,
Sam Rivers,
Barclay James Harvest,
Althea and Donna,
Mark Hollis,
Ralphi Rosario,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo, Kool G Rap & DJ Polo, Kool G Rap & DJ Polo, Kool G Rap & DJ Polo.
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.