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 Sweden and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage 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 1960 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Piero Umiliani to the electroclash 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 Camberwell Now. All the underground hits.
All Urselle tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Men They Couldn't Hang 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Trumans Water record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Hashim,
Derrick May,
Glambeats Corp.,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Sisters of Mercy,
the Association,
X-101,
Excepter,
The Kinks,
A Certain Ratio,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Sarah Menescal,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Zeros,
Panda Bear,
The Skatalites,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
cv313,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Cal Tjader,
8 Eyed Spy,
Royal Trux,
Byron Stingily,
Minutemen,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Motions,
Delon & Dalcan,
Deadbeat,
Michelle Simonal,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Delta 5,
June Days,
Gang Green,
Pulsallama,
the Soft Cell,
The Shadows of Knight,
Little Man,
The Smiths,
DJ Style,
Anthony Braxton,
Spoonie Gee,
K-Klass,
The Real Kids,
Johnny Osbourne,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Happenings,
Technova,
D'Angelo,
Public Enemy,
Qualms,
Eric B and Rakim,
Althea and Donna,
Juan Atkins,
The Moody Blues,
Reuben Wilson,
Kurtis Blow,
The Young Rascals,
Tom Boy, Tom Boy, Tom Boy, Tom Boy.
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.