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 Romania and from Accra.
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 1968 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 1976 at the first Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 Harpers Bizarre to the rap kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Frankie Knuckles. All the underground hits.
All Tommy Roe tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Stetsasonic 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kas Product record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Andrew Hill,
the Swans,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Jeru the Damaja,
Lucky Dragons,
The Zeros,
Pantytec,
Visage,
Smog,
Eric B and Rakim,
Idris Muhammad,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Invisible,
Essential Logic,
Rotary Connection,
Massinfluence,
Infiniti,
MC5,
The Skatalites,
The Slits,
The Misunderstood,
Alphaville,
Mary Jane Girls,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The J.B.'s,
Dual Sessions,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Angry Samoans,
Suicide,
Danielle Patucci,
Barrington Levy,
Soulsonic Force,
The Leaves,
Youth Brigade,
Jeff Lynne,
Minnie Riperton,
Cameo,
Derrick Morgan,
Thompson Twins,
Ponytail,
Wolf Eyes,
Index,
Quadrant,
The Blues Magoos,
Prince Buster,
Gang Green,
Quando Quango,
Aaron Thompson,
Pole,
The Angels of Light,
Grauzone,
Lungfish,
Scratch Acid,
L. Decosne,
The Stooges,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Icehouse,
The Monochrome Set,
Q and Not U,
Public Image Ltd., Public Image Ltd., Public Image Ltd., Public Image Ltd..
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.