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 Mongolia and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Throbbing Gristle 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 1967 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Graham Central Station to the crunk 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 Guru Guru. All the underground hits.
All Flash Fearless tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Moebius record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
FM Einheit,
Piero Umiliani,
Technova,
Monolake,
Junior Murvin,
The Raincoats,
Altered Images,
Tres Demented,
Carl Craig,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Cymande,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Agent Orange,
The Evens,
Todd Rundgren,
Sun Ra,
Absolute Body Control,
Easy Going,
The Saints,
Trumans Water,
Harmonia,
F. McDonald,
Das Ding,
Minutemen,
Tears for Fears,
Roxette,
Black Sheep,
Pantaleimon,
Scan 7,
Blake Baxter,
Max Romeo,
The Young Rascals,
Minor Threat,
China Crisis,
The Birthday Party,
Amon Düül,
Sixth Finger,
Gastr Del Sol,
Frankie Knuckles,
Depeche Mode,
Fela Kuti,
Oblivians,
U.S. Maple,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Kurtis Blow,
Fear,
The Mummies,
The Dave Clark Five,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Dark Day,
Franke,
Cecil Taylor,
Rotary Connection,
Pole,
Maurizio,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Johnny Clarke,
Shoche, Shoche, Shoche, Shoche.
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.