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 China and from Johannesburg.
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 1960 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Joensuu 1685 to the jazz 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 Josef K. All the underground hits.
All Sixth Finger tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Underground Resistance record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Roy Ayers Ubiquity record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Minny Pops,
The Slackers,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Goldenarms,
Scientists,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Piero Umiliani,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Man Eating Sloth,
Model 500,
the Soft Cell,
Crime,
the Human League,
Pierre Henry,
The Blues Magoos,
Janne Schatter,
Al Stewart,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
The Beau Brummels,
Byron Stingily,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Move,
The Grass Roots,
Niagra,
The Smiths,
Soul II Soul,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
MC5,
Bill Wells,
the Germs,
Black Pus,
The Searchers,
Excepter,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Mad Mike,
Pussy Galore,
Simply Red,
Brass Construction,
The Birthday Party,
Vainqueur,
Jacques Brel,
Joensuu 1685,
The Neon Judgement,
Tubeway Army,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Drexciya,
Reuben Wilson,
Babytalk,
Lindisfarne,
Quadrant,
Ossler,
Index,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Unwound,
The Seeds,
Magazine,
Cecil Taylor,
kango's stein massive,
DJ Sneak,
The Last Poets,
Altered Images,
Eden Ahbez, Eden Ahbez, Eden Ahbez, Eden Ahbez.
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.