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 Guyana and from Copenhagen.
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 1964 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Lille.
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 808 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 Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel to the techno kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Ronan. All the underground hits.
All Cheater Slicks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Stereo Dub 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bobbi Humphrey record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sam Rivers,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Bootsy Collins,
The J.B.'s,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Rotary Connection,
Angry Samoans,
The Happenings,
The Young Rascals,
Bill Near,
Technova,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Pop Group,
Derrick Morgan,
Easy Going,
Lower 48,
Franke,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Smiths,
H. Thieme,
Jandek,
Gang of Four,
Tropical Tobacco,
Gong,
X-Ray Spex,
Chris & Cosey,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Black Moon,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Grandmaster Flash,
Matthew Bourne,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Gabor Szabo,
UT,
Ronan,
Brand Nubian,
Blossom Toes,
The Golliwogs,
Half Japanese,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Seeds,
Radiohead,
The Monks,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
MC5,
Monks,
Silicon Teens,
Fifty Foot Hose,
David Axelrod,
The Associates,
Iggy Pop,
Pere Ubu,
Flash Fearless,
Aaron Thompson,
The Birthday Party,
Ponytail,
The Pretty Things,
The Tremeloes,
The Fortunes,
Oneida,
La Düsseldorf,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
48th St. Collective, 48th St. Collective, 48th St. Collective, 48th St. Collective.
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.