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 Rwanda and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia 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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Aaron Thompson to the grunge 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 Ken Boothe. All the underground hits.
All The Techniques tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Organ 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Traffic Nightmare record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Robert Görl,
Erykah Badu,
Liliput,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
JFA,
The Busters,
Nils Olav,
Black Bananas,
Dawn Penn,
R.M.O.,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Monochrome Set,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Durutti Column,
Los Fastidios,
Faraquet,
Nation of Ulysses,
Nick Fraelich,
The Slackers,
U.S. Maple,
Absolute Body Control,
The Slits,
Vainqueur,
The Cramps,
Anthony Braxton,
Matthew Halsall,
Motorama,
Sam Rivers,
D'Angelo,
Jandek,
the Normal,
Stockholm Monsters,
Yellowson,
Saccharine Trust,
Harry Pussy,
Bush Tetras,
Skarface,
Eli Mardock,
the Sonics,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
E-Dancer,
Harmonia,
John Foxx,
The Grass Roots,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
T.S.O.L.,
The Fugs,
Nas,
Gang Gang Dance,
Ultravox,
Stetsasonic,
The New Christs,
Bang On A Can,
Sonic Youth,
The Beau Brummels,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Henry Cow,
PIL,
DNA,
The Leaves,
Depeche Mode,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Wally Richardson,
Barbara Tucker,
Aloha Tigers, Aloha Tigers, Aloha Tigers, Aloha Tigers.
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.