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 Samoa and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1966 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 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 Barclay James Harvest to the rap kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Terry Callier. All the underground hits.
All Con Funk Shun tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pet Shop Boys record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 an arpeggiator and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Jesus and Mary Chain record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Carl Craig,
The Techniques,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
cv313,
Dorothy Ashby,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
T. Rex,
Gong,
Leonard Cohen,
The Gap Band,
The Searchers,
The Standells,
Moebius,
Organ,
The Knickerbockers,
Joyce Sims,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
John Lydon,
Monolake,
Donny Hathaway,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Lakeside,
Deepchord,
Brand Nubian,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Anakelly,
Josef K,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Youth Brigade,
Roxette,
Moby Grape,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Smoke,
Procol Harum,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Lucky Dragons,
E-Dancer,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Black Bananas,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Kaleidoscope,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Delta 5,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Dawn Penn,
The Red Krayola,
Index,
Thompson Twins,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Maurizio,
L. Decosne,
Maleditus Sound,
Ossler,
Harry Pussy,
Infiniti,
Crispian St. Peters,
Todd Terry,
The Velvet Underground, The Velvet Underground, The Velvet Underground, The Velvet Underground.
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.