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 Cape Verde and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the theremin 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 Newcleus to the dance kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Minor Threat. All the underground hits.
All Bill Wells tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Chris & Cosey 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Marine Girls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Zeros,
Television,
Ken Boothe,
X-102,
Byron Stingily,
Reuben Wilson,
the Swans,
Radio Birdman,
John Coltrane,
Harry Pussy,
David Bowie,
Mantronix,
UT,
Royal Trux,
Josef K,
The J.B.'s,
David Axelrod,
The Fugs,
Outsiders,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Shadows of Knight,
Kerrie Biddell,
Echospace,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Pere Ubu,
a-ha,
Aaron Thompson,
Crispy Ambulance,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Names,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
The Gories,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Hashim,
Nick Fraelich,
Soft Cell,
Sugar Minott,
The Move,
Cymande,
Bluetip,
Brass Construction,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Dirtbombs,
The Music Machine,
Bad Manners,
Whodini,
Letta Mbulu,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Blackbyrds,
Pussy Galore,
Das Ding,
Reagan Youth,
Robert Wyatt,
Fat Boys,
F. McDonald,
Bill Wells,
Moss Icon,
Joyce Sims,
Radiohead,
Man Parrish,
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.