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 Iran and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1961 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Lightning Bolt to the electroclash 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 The Fuzztones. All the underground hits.
All Bang on a Can All-Stars tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Visage 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
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 Kas Product record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Young Marble Giants,
Albert Ayler,
Scratch Acid,
Grandmaster Flash,
The American Breed,
Severed Heads,
Ralphi Rosario,
Fad Gadget,
Jawbox,
Scan 7,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Lungfish,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Sonic Youth,
Mandrill,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The Busters,
Juan Atkins,
Delon & Dalcan,
Excepter,
The Move,
cv313,
Sarah Menescal,
Crash Course in Science,
Country Teasers,
Goldenarms,
The Grass Roots,
Laurel Aitken,
The Cure,
Kurtis Blow,
Pierre Henry,
The Martian,
Gastr Del Sol,
U.S. Maple,
Hashim,
Alice Coltrane,
Gabor Szabo,
Minny Pops,
Frankie Knuckles,
Sixth Finger,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Metal Thangz,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
F. McDonald,
Warren Ellis,
the Association,
Model 500,
Eddi Front,
The Pop Group,
Barbara Tucker,
Hasil Adkins,
Barry Ungar,
Loose Ends,
EPMD,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Guru Guru,
Todd Terry,
Fifty Foot Hose, Fifty Foot Hose, Fifty Foot Hose, Fifty Foot Hose.
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.