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 Sierra Leone and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia 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 1966 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 The Fall to the grime kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 The Fugs. All the underground hits.
All Gichy Dan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience 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 harpsichord and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a H. Thieme record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Motions,
Tim Buckley,
Negative Approach,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Man Parrish,
Pet Shop Boys,
Chris Corsano,
Basic Channel,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Pere Ubu,
The Offenders,
June of 44,
Lebanon Hanover,
Scratch Acid,
Unrelated Segments,
X-101,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Buzzcocks,
Swell Maps,
T.S.O.L.,
Nik Kershaw,
ABBA,
Outsiders,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Vladislav Delay,
The Monks,
Jerry's Kids,
Schoolly D,
The Searchers,
Wire,
F. McDonald,
Second Layer,
Roxette,
Derrick May,
Boredoms,
the Slits,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Don Cherry,
Arcadia,
The Last Poets,
Pierre Henry,
Flamin' Groovies,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Dead C,
The Move,
Kevin Saunderson,
MC5,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Fela Kuti,
Marcia Griffiths,
Gil Scott Heron,
Ice-T,
Rekid,
Barbara Tucker,
Sister Nancy,
B.T. Express,
OOIOO,
Soulsonic Force,
June Days,
The Pretty Things,
Magma,
Carl Craig,
Sarah Menescal,
The Techniques,
Bobby Byrd, Bobby Byrd, Bobby Byrd, Bobby Byrd.
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.