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 Nepal and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia 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 1963 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 Tom Boy to the dance kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 The J.B.'s. All the underground hits.
All Black Flag tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Public Image Ltd. 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Oneida record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rufus Thomas,
Main Source,
New Age Steppers,
Blossom Toes,
Wings,
Quadrant,
Graham Central Station,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Kool Moe Dee,
Ultimate Spinach,
Hashim,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Zeros,
The Last Poets,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Scratch Acid,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
One Last Wish,
Chris Corsano,
Sight & Sound,
Supertramp,
Albert Ayler,
the Soft Cell,
Animal Collective,
Liliput,
Boredoms,
The Move,
David Axelrod,
The Slackers,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Television Personalities,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
China Crisis,
The Fortunes,
Public Image Ltd.,
Boogie Down Productions,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Young Marble Giants,
Urselle,
8 Eyed Spy,
Althea and Donna,
Thee Headcoats,
Soul Sonic Force,
Al Stewart,
Grandmaster Flash,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Morten Harket,
Little Man,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Minnie Riperton,
Talk Talk,
Massinfluence,
Audionom,
Sonic Youth,
Electric Prunes,
The Fugs,
Wasted Youth,
Marc Almond,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life 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.