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 Singapore and from Portland.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and New York.
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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 The Birthday Party to the dance 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 Basic Channel. All the underground hits.
All Spoonie Gee tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Marshall Jefferson record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 snare and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Slits record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb 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 Fall,
Piero Umiliani,
Jimmy McGriff,
Heaven 17,
OOIOO,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Brass Construction,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Matthew Halsall,
The Grass Roots,
Sarah Menescal,
The Searchers,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Thompson Twins,
Icehouse,
Absolute Body Control,
Audionom,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Jacob Miller,
Oneida,
The Evens,
John Lydon,
Judy Mowatt,
Tommy Roe,
Guru Guru,
Tom Boy,
Unrelated Segments,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Beau Brummels,
Fat Boys,
Quando Quango,
Goldenarms,
Stereo Dub,
Intrusion,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Seeds,
Erykah Badu,
Skaos,
Jandek,
In Retrospect,
Ultimate Spinach,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Todd Terry,
Groovy Waters,
Charles Mingus,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Loose Ends,
Bob Dylan,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
ABC,
the Soft Cell,
The Young Rascals,
Barclay James Harvest,
Joe Smooth,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Bobby Sherman,
Nas,
Mad Mike,
Subhumans,
La Düsseldorf,
Barbara Tucker,
Dual Sessions, Dual Sessions, Dual Sessions, Dual Sessions.
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.