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 Equatorial Guinea and from Lille.
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 1969 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Houston.
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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the theremin 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 Excepter to the funk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Au Pairs. All the underground hits.
All Lou Christie tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every In Retrospect record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 a guitar and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a New Order record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Danielle Patucci,
Kevin Saunderson,
Bad Manners,
Metal Thangz,
Joensuu 1685,
Clear Light,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Kenny Larkin,
H. Thieme,
New York Dolls,
Robert Görl,
kango's stein massive,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Kurtis Blow,
The Toasters,
The Zeros,
Tommy Roe,
Sunsets and Hearts,
B.T. Express,
Sandy B,
FM Einheit,
Traffic Nightmare,
Panda Bear,
Leonard Cohen,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Motorama,
Sun Ra,
Jimmy McGriff,
Letta Mbulu,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Gregory Isaacs,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Rosa Yemen,
ABBA,
Pere Ubu,
Cybotron,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Bluetip,
Boz Scaggs,
Alison Limerick,
Reagan Youth,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Neil Young,
Blossom Toes,
the Normal,
Michelle Simonal,
L. Decosne,
The Names,
Rakim,
The United States of America,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Audionom,
the Swans,
U.S. Maple,
Chris Corsano,
Sam Rivers,
Underground Resistance,
Frankie Knuckles, Frankie Knuckles, Frankie Knuckles, Frankie Knuckles.
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.