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 Cape Verde and from Mumbai.
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 1965 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Vaughan Mason & Crew to the dance kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane. All the underground hits.
All Sound Behaviour tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Brand Nubian 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Soul Sonic Force record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Derrick May,
Icehouse,
Bang On A Can,
Marc Almond,
Flipper,
Brothers Johnson,
Zero Boys,
Joensuu 1685,
DJ Sneak,
The Sonics,
The Gap Band,
Essential Logic,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Isaac Hayes,
Interpol,
ABBA,
The Gun Club,
Bush Tetras,
Tim Buckley,
Symarip,
Judy Mowatt,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
PIL,
Black Pus,
The Durutti Column,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Cowsills,
Byron Stingily,
48th St. Collective,
Nico,
E-Dancer,
Mantronix,
Albert Ayler,
Yazoo,
Little Man,
Jawbox,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Alice Coltrane,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Crime,
Wally Richardson,
the Germs,
Y Pants,
Eric Dolphy,
Susan Cadogan,
FM Einheit,
Metal Thangz,
Echospace,
Scan 7,
The Velvet Underground,
Oblivians,
Bobby Byrd,
John Holt,
Gang Green,
Bob Dylan,
Nik Kershaw,
Gastr Del Sol,
Stiv Bators,
Piero Umiliani,
Donny Hathaway,
Clear Light,
Yusef Lateef, Yusef Lateef, Yusef Lateef, Yusef Lateef.
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.