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 Niger and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage 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 1963 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 1976 at the first Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the organ 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 Sun Ra to the grime kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Tres Demented. All the underground hits.
All Interpol tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joyce Sims 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 marimba and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sam Rivers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Matthew Bourne,
Max Romeo,
Thee Headcoats,
Massinfluence,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Eurythmics,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Lalann,
Roxy Music,
Barbara Tucker,
Minnie Riperton,
Alphaville,
Matthew Halsall,
Cecil Taylor,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Cybotron,
Dave Gahan,
Animal Collective,
Hoover,
Avey Tare,
Can,
Reuben Wilson,
Gang Green,
Archie Shepp,
Connie Case,
Crooked Eye,
Harpers Bizarre,
Warren Ellis,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Young Rascals,
Danielle Patucci,
Bob Dylan,
Tropical Tobacco,
Aswad,
the Germs,
Kaleidoscope,
The Busters,
Jerry's Kids,
Laurel Aitken,
Erasure,
E-Dancer,
Crash Course in Science,
Lightning Bolt,
The Electric Prunes,
Freddie Wadling,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Von Mondo,
Harmonia,
Minor Threat,
Zero Boys,
Grey Daturas,
The Fall,
Echospace,
Kas Product,
The Grass Roots,
Popol Vuh,
Public Enemy,
Accadde A,
Pantytec,
Ultimate Spinach,
Moby Grape,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch.
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.