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 Lithuania and from Lille.
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 1966 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Jerry Gold Smith to the disco 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 Fad Gadget. All the underground hits.
All Maurizio tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Busters record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 theremin and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
New Order,
Jeff Mills,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Lyres,
Can,
Camouflage,
CMW,
Joey Negro,
Unrelated Segments,
The New Christs,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Ohio Players,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Con Funk Shun,
Tim Buckley,
K-Klass,
Chris Corsano,
Dorothy Ashby,
Al Stewart,
Moebius,
Terrestrial Tones,
Rakim,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Tears for Fears,
Sound Behaviour,
Peter and Kerry,
Blancmange,
The Invisible,
Archie Shepp,
Tommy Roe,
Blake Baxter,
Warren Ellis,
Judy Mowatt,
the Slits,
Oblivians,
Goldenarms,
Aaron Thompson,
Mission of Burma,
Quadrant,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Derrick May,
Pantytec,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Rapeman,
Rotary Connection,
Janne Schatter,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Isaac Hayes,
Zero Boys,
Mark Hollis,
Lungfish,
Dark Day,
Bill Near,
Max Romeo,
The Motions,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Loose Ends,
Marcia Griffiths, Marcia Griffiths, Marcia Griffiths, Marcia Griffiths.
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.