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 Brunei and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1961 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the oboe 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 Bobby Womack to the rock kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Bill Near. All the underground hits.
All Anthony Braxton tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Audionom record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a spring reverb 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 sitar and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pharoah Sanders,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Radiohead,
Joensuu 1685,
Unwound,
a-ha,
Echospace,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Mad Mike,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Derrick May,
Pagans,
Surgeon,
Grey Daturas,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Bobby Byrd,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Darondo,
U.S. Maple,
Hashim,
DJ Style,
Barbara Tucker,
The Cramps,
Hoover,
Peter and Kerry,
Amon Düül II,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Eric Dolphy,
Radiopuhelimet,
Parry Music,
Eurythmics,
Rotary Connection,
Scrapy,
CMW,
Delta 5,
D'Angelo,
The Residents,
Joyce Sims,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Negative Approach,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Pantaleimon,
Electric Prunes,
FM Einheit,
The Moody Blues,
Kool Moe Dee,
Colin Newman,
Camouflage,
Y Pants,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Barracudas,
the Sonics,
The United States of America,
Gang of Four,
Aaron Thompson,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Radio Birdman,
Anthony Braxton,
Pole,
Scott Walker,
Massinfluence,
Youth Brigade,
The Cowsills,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Sound Behaviour, Sound Behaviour, Sound Behaviour, Sound Behaviour.
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.