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 the UAE and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South 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 1964 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 oboe 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 L. Decosne to the jazz 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 Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish. All the underground hits.
All Negative Approach tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Altered Images 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 a spring reverb and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bush Tetras record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Magazine,
The United States of America,
Alphaville,
Black Pus,
Faraquet,
Frankie Knuckles,
Main Source,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Guru Guru,
Terry Callier,
Nico,
Hardrive,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Tomorrow,
The Cure,
A Certain Ratio,
Al Stewart,
Toni Rubio,
Funky Four + One,
Erasure,
Brothers Johnson,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Moby Grape,
Ludus,
Todd Terry,
Jacob Miller,
Q and Not U,
Pantaleimon,
Amon Düül,
June Days,
Bill Wells,
Howard Jones,
Drexciya,
Faust,
Gang Starr,
Danielle Patucci,
Janne Schatter,
Lower 48,
Soul II Soul,
The Techniques,
Albert Ayler,
Henry Cow,
Godley & Creme,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Duran Duran,
Nik Kershaw,
Byron Stingily,
The Doors,
Talk Talk,
Underground Resistance,
June of 44,
The Monochrome Set,
Joyce Sims,
Minutemen,
Sarah Menescal,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Alton Ellis,
The Fuzztones,
Fat Boys,
Von Mondo, Von Mondo, Von Mondo, Von Mondo.
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.