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 Libya and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1967 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Jerry Gold Smith to the rap kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Lou Reed & John Cale. All the underground hits.
All The Shadows of Knight tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Zero Boys 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Model 500 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
John Foxx,
Susan Cadogan,
Eli Mardock,
Quadrant,
Faust,
Skriet,
Thee Headcoats,
Michelle Simonal,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Franke,
Bluetip,
The United States of America,
Cluster,
Eric Dolphy,
Sexual Harrassment,
KRS-One,
The Seeds,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Selecter,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Gong,
Dual Sessions,
Eric B and Rakim,
Lower 48,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Eddi Front,
The Grass Roots,
Mr. Review,
Robert Görl,
Dave Gahan,
Alton Ellis,
Junior Murvin,
Lungfish,
Wally Richardson,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Marine Girls,
Terrestrial Tones,
Skaos,
Bronski Beat,
Crash Course in Science,
AZ,
Drexciya,
Half Japanese,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
One Last Wish,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Supertramp,
Monolake,
Roger Hodgson,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Khruangbin,
Sight & Sound,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Procol Harum,
Eve St. Jones,
Ten City,
Lebanon Hanover,
Joy Division,
LL Cool J, LL Cool J, LL Cool J, LL Cool J.
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.