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 Italy and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1960 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 1975 at the first Throbbing Gristle practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Technova to the punk 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 Harmonia. All the underground hits.
All Y Pants tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every F. McDonald record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Danielle Patucci record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Minny Pops,
Peter and Kerry,
Kaleidoscope,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Alton Ellis,
The Smiths,
Anakelly,
The Music Machine,
The Shadows of Knight,
Matthew Halsall,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Modern Lovers,
the Human League,
Minnie Riperton,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Kinks,
The Human League,
Soulsonic Force,
Ponytail,
MDC,
The Grass Roots,
Wally Richardson,
The Vogues,
Accadde A,
Susan Cadogan,
D'Angelo,
Piero Umiliani,
Das Ding,
Schoolly D,
Eric Dolphy,
Funky Four + One,
Bush Tetras,
The American Breed,
Q and Not U,
Skarface,
Angry Samoans,
Deakin,
Delta 5,
Quando Quango,
Robert Görl,
Crooked Eye,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Depeche Mode,
Ludus,
The Saints,
Lalann,
B.T. Express,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Max Romeo,
Crash Course in Science,
Loose Ends,
the Swans,
Aloha Tigers,
Chris Corsano,
Black Moon,
Radiohead,
Mantronix,
Fela Kuti,
a-ha,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Cowsills,
Iggy Pop, Iggy Pop, Iggy Pop, Iggy Pop.
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.