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 Albania and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1962 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Half Japanese to the disco kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Ponytail. All the underground hits.
All Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dual Sessions 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a H. Thieme record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sugar Minott,
Drexciya,
The Last Poets,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Japan,
Soul II Soul,
The Saints,
Crispian St. Peters,
The Smiths,
The Barracudas,
Whodini,
Au Pairs,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Ossler,
Bauhaus,
Dark Day,
Big Daddy Kane,
June of 44,
Iggy Pop,
Gil Scott Heron,
New Order,
JFA,
Kerri Chandler,
Mandrill,
Joey Negro,
Reuben Wilson,
Traffic Nightmare,
The Durutti Column,
Agitation Free,
Aural Exciters,
F. McDonald,
Tears for Fears,
Con Funk Shun,
Thompson Twins,
Barrington Levy,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Victims,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Kurtis Blow,
Cluster,
The Monochrome Set,
Yellowson,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Music Machine,
Bang On A Can,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Average White Band,
Suburban Knight,
Massinfluence,
Nils Olav,
The Pretty Things,
Das Ding,
Youth Brigade,
Avey Tare,
Alton Ellis,
Gastr Del Sol,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
These Immortal Souls,
Supertramp,
Marvin Gaye,
The Grass Roots, The Grass Roots, The Grass Roots, The Grass Roots.
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.