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 Mali and from Seoul.
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 1968 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
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 The Martian to the funk 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 Jacob Miller. All the underground hits.
All Amon Düül II tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joe Finger 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Marshall Jefferson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Grey Daturas,
Radiopuhelimet,
Warren Ellis,
Slave,
Lyres,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Scion,
New Order,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Basic Channel,
Sandy B,
Bill Near,
Gichy Dan,
The Pop Group,
Scratch Acid,
Rakim,
Altered Images,
Dark Day,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Animal Collective,
Sexual Harrassment,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Subhumans,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Zero Boys,
Janne Schatter,
Country Teasers,
Sixth Finger,
Todd Rundgren,
Brick,
Massinfluence,
Amon Düül II,
The Index,
Gregory Isaacs,
Harry Pussy,
Camberwell Now,
Lalo Schifrin,
Swans,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Chris & Cosey,
Dave Gahan,
FM Einheit,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Angels of Light,
Cecil Taylor,
Loose Ends,
Bronski Beat,
Andrew Hill,
New Age Steppers,
Metal Thangz,
Absolute Body Control,
The Shadows of Knight,
Stiv Bators,
the Human League,
Adolescents,
Dawn Penn,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Sun Ra,
JFA,
Alphaville,
Letta Mbulu,
Ralphi Rosario, Ralphi Rosario, Ralphi Rosario, Ralphi Rosario.
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.