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 Serbia and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Throbbing Gristle 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 1961 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Leaves to the grime 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 Delta 5. All the underground hits.
All Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Letta Mbulu record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 organ and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a In Retrospect record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Peter and Kerry,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Groovy Waters,
Oneida,
K-Klass,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Scan 7,
Wasted Youth,
Excepter,
The Techniques,
Joensuu 1685,
Porter Ricks,
Big Daddy Kane,
H. Thieme,
Robert Wyatt,
Oblivians,
The Slits,
Joe Smooth,
CMW,
Eli Mardock,
Donny Hathaway,
Laurel Aitken,
Stetsasonic,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Black Flag,
The Birthday Party,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Sparks,
The Evens,
Tommy Roe,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Tres Demented,
the Germs,
Amon Düül,
Moby Grape,
Marine Girls,
Swans,
Whodini,
Sonic Youth,
Pierre Henry,
Model 500,
Roger Hodgson,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
David Axelrod,
Throbbing Gristle,
Franke,
Arcadia,
Ohio Players,
Piero Umiliani,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Organ,
In Retrospect,
The Music Machine,
Little Man,
MDC,
Cheater Slicks,
Cluster,
Fear,
Isaac Hayes,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
OOIOO,
Eddi Front,
Darondo, Darondo, Darondo, Darondo.
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.