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 Haiti and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Reagan Youth to the electroclash 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 Moebius. All the underground hits.
All Eyeless In Gaza tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Tommy Roe record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Spoonie Gee record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Tropical Tobacco,
Newcleus,
The Raincoats,
Vainqueur,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Chris & Cosey,
Archie Shepp,
Wally Richardson,
Aloha Tigers,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Pretty Things,
La Düsseldorf,
The Buckinghams,
Jeff Mills,
Roxette,
Chris Corsano,
Frankie Knuckles,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Jeru the Damaja,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Ludus,
Japan,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Swans,
Qualms,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Sex Pistols,
Sandy B,
Soft Cell,
Funky Four + One,
The Fuzztones,
Little Man,
Technova,
Brothers Johnson,
Throbbing Gristle,
Black Moon,
Warren Ellis,
Lou Christie,
Minnie Riperton,
Electric Prunes,
Kas Product,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Velvet Underground,
Eric Dolphy,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
OOIOO,
8 Eyed Spy,
Bauhaus,
The Kinks,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Minor Threat,
The Angels of Light,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Lyres,
Severed Heads,
Drexciya,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Aural Exciters, Aural Exciters, Aural Exciters, Aural Exciters.
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.