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 Mozambique and from Manchester.
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 1969 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 synthesizer 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 Massinfluence to the rock kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Talk Talk. All the underground hits.
All Camouflage tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Strawberry Alarm Clock record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Arthur Verocai record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sound Behaviour,
Monolake,
Public Enemy,
The Skatalites,
Rosa Yemen,
Scrapy,
Lou Reed,
Scion,
Rakim,
Donald Byrd,
Television,
L. Decosne,
Nik Kershaw,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Wolf Eyes,
Barbara Tucker,
Jimmy McGriff,
Scratch Acid,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Moby Grape,
Tim Buckley,
The Zeros,
Curtis Mayfield,
Avey Tare,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Sarah Menescal,
Tomorrow,
Pole,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Nas,
Reagan Youth,
Freddie Wadling,
One Last Wish,
DNA,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Thompson Twins,
DJ Style,
Soulsonic Force,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Leonard Cohen,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Nick Fraelich,
Bush Tetras,
Shoche,
10cc,
Bob Dylan,
The Wake,
Sam Rivers,
The Red Krayola,
Tres Demented,
The Fugs,
Gastr Del Sol,
8 Eyed Spy,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Index,
The Velvet Underground,
Qualms,
Junior Murvin,
Grey Daturas,
The Happenings, The Happenings, The Happenings, The Happenings.
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.