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 Guatemala and from Manila.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 The Velvet Underground to the funk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Josef K. All the underground hits.
All Swans tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Piero Umiliani record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Beau Brummels,
Excepter,
Moby Grape,
Cecil Taylor,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Marvin Gaye,
Dual Sessions,
Fugazi,
Mars,
Radiopuhelimet,
Jimmy McGriff,
Technova,
H. Thieme,
The Human League,
Amon Düül II,
Funky Four + One,
Blancmange,
The Martian,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Crispy Ambulance,
Groovy Waters,
a-ha,
Brothers Johnson,
Lyres,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Flesh Eaters,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Searchers,
the Association,
Soft Machine,
Patti Smith,
Sarah Menescal,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Smoke,
The Associates,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Divine Comedy,
48th St. Collective,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Jeru the Damaja,
Pantaleimon,
Roy Ayers,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The United States of America,
Yaz,
the Sonics,
Vainqueur,
Deadbeat,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Smog,
Jerry's Kids,
The Moody Blues,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Tropical Tobacco, Tropical Tobacco, Tropical Tobacco, Tropical Tobacco.
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.