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 Slovakia and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Joensuu 1685 to the funk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 A Certain Ratio. All the underground hits.
All Todd Rundgren tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Reagan Youth 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a JFA record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Throbbing Gristle,
Anthony Braxton,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Warren Ellis,
The Techniques,
MDC,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Ponytail,
Lou Christie,
Boogie Down Productions,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Joe Finger,
DJ Style,
Technova,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Monochrome Set,
The Dead C,
Skarface,
Dead Boys,
Monks,
The Move,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Donald Byrd,
Nas,
Bad Manners,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Selecter,
New Order,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Marc Almond,
Danielle Patucci,
Harpers Bizarre,
Loose Ends,
Model 500,
Piero Umiliani,
Quando Quango,
The Last Poets,
Tim Buckley,
Ralphi Rosario,
Ultra Naté,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Steve Hackett,
Toni Rubio,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Blancmange,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Moebius,
Morten Harket,
Infiniti,
The J.B.'s,
E-Dancer,
Monolake,
K-Klass,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Spandau Ballet,
Nick Fraelich,
Japan,
Fear,
Crispian St. Peters,
Idris Muhammad,
Barrington Levy,
Joensuu 1685, Joensuu 1685, Joensuu 1685, Joensuu 1685.
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.