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 El Salvador and from Columbus.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 1983 at the first Art of Noise practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the marimba 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 Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth to the rock kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 World's Most. All the underground hits.
All Man Eating Sloth tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Motorama 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rhythim Is Rhythim 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?
Country Joe & The Fish,
Lou Reed,
The Gladiators,
Khruangbin,
Bootsy Collins,
The Associates,
The Dead C,
Schoolly D,
Jawbox,
The Detroit Cobras,
Rotary Connection,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Barclay James Harvest,
Kayak,
Radiopuhelimet,
Pantytec,
Brothers Johnson,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Scratch Acid,
Liliput,
Michelle Simonal,
Rosa Yemen,
Dawn Penn,
Echospace,
Marshall Jefferson,
Josef K,
The Velvet Underground,
Yaz,
Dual Sessions,
Peter and Kerry,
The Seeds,
Cybotron,
Silicon Teens,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Swans,
Con Funk Shun,
Sunsets and Hearts,
John Coltrane,
Jacob Miller,
Jeru the Damaja,
Zero Boys,
Arab on Radar,
Trumans Water,
Ludus,
Skaos,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Throbbing Gristle,
Eddi Front,
Rufus Thomas,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Ohio Players,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Peter & Gordon,
Archie Shepp,
Soft Machine,
Donny Hathaway,
Joensuu 1685,
ABBA,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
This Heat,
The Fall,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
David Axelrod, David Axelrod, David Axelrod, David Axelrod.
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.