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 Dominica and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1968 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Stereo Dub to the rock kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog. All the underground hits.
All Manfred Mann's Earth Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Josef K record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a London Community Gospel Choir record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Basic Channel,
Joensuu 1685,
Parry Music,
Yusef Lateef,
Johnny Osbourne,
David Axelrod,
Lucky Dragons,
Icehouse,
The Sonics,
Hardrive,
The Detroit Cobras,
The Searchers,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Piero Umiliani,
Ken Boothe,
Surgeon,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Scratch Acid,
The Litter,
Babytalk,
Traffic Nightmare,
Public Image Ltd.,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Chris & Cosey,
Aural Exciters,
Joey Negro,
Ituana,
Lower 48,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Howard Jones,
Intrusion,
Todd Terry,
Soft Machine,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Black Flag,
Curtis Mayfield,
Stereo Dub,
Suburban Knight,
Lebanon Hanover,
Sonny Sharrock,
Barclay James Harvest,
L. Decosne,
The Divine Comedy,
Funky Four + One,
Glambeats Corp.,
Amon Düül II,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
John Foxx,
Sight & Sound,
Donny Hathaway,
Crime,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Ornette Coleman,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Moody Blues,
Goldenarms,
The Red Krayola, The Red Krayola, The Red Krayola, The Red Krayola.
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.