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 United Kingdom and from Toronto.
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 1967 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 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 Scratch Acid to the punk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Rotary Connection. All the underground hits.
All Bizarre Inc. tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every CMW record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Thinking Fellers Union Local 282 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kenny Larkin,
The Victims,
Minny Pops,
Saccharine Trust,
Man Eating Sloth,
Mad Mike,
Patti Smith,
The Doors,
New Age Steppers,
Dawn Penn,
JFA,
Roxette,
Marcia Griffiths,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Mark Hollis,
Nils Olav,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Make Up,
Eric Copeland,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Evens,
Alton Ellis,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Lindisfarne,
Au Pairs,
Tears for Fears,
Sonny Sharrock,
Qualms,
MC5,
Amon Düül,
Massinfluence,
Boogie Down Productions,
Brand Nubian,
Jawbox,
The Monks,
Smog,
Newcleus,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Lalann,
Morten Harket,
Minor Threat,
Todd Terry,
Don Cherry,
Wasted Youth,
Nik Kershaw,
The Buckinghams,
Reuben Wilson,
Crispy Ambulance,
China Crisis,
Andrew Hill,
Bush Tetras,
Metal Thangz,
T.S.O.L.,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Nick Fraelich,
Spoonie Gee,
Ornette Coleman,
Schoolly D, Schoolly D, Schoolly D, Schoolly D.
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.