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 Greece and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1963 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 DJ Style to the dance kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 a-ha. All the underground hits.
All Ituana tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Fuzztones 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lou Reed & John Cale record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sound Behaviour,
The Smoke,
This Heat,
Erykah Badu,
Half Japanese,
The United States of America,
a-ha,
Ice-T,
The Moleskins,
Rakim,
Schoolly D,
Chris & Cosey,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Slave,
Soul II Soul,
Surgeon,
The Young Rascals,
Jacques Brel,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Golliwogs,
the Slits,
The Walker Brothers,
Matthew Halsall,
Morten Harket,
Glenn Branca,
Matthew Bourne,
Bang On A Can,
Bill Near,
Animal Collective,
Quadrant,
Kevin Saunderson,
Cal Tjader,
Sällskapet,
Minnie Riperton,
Lebanon Hanover,
Deepchord,
Aaron Thompson,
Lalann,
Nas,
The Happenings,
Kerrie Biddell,
Blake Baxter,
Ken Boothe,
Glambeats Corp.,
Minny Pops,
the Association,
FM Einheit,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Jandek,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Gang Gang Dance,
CMW,
The Black Dice,
Black Bananas,
The Music Machine,
The Mummies,
Hasil Adkins,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Velvet Underground,
Pharoah Sanders,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Martian,
Electric Light Orchestra, Electric Light Orchestra, Electric Light Orchestra, Electric Light Orchestra.
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.