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 Togo and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1962 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 harpsichord 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 Alton Ellis to the techno 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 Derrick May. All the underground hits.
All Patti Smith tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Radiopuhelimet record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bluetip record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Sonics,
the Soft Cell,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
kango's stein massive,
Symarip,
Amazonics,
Patti Smith,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Lucky Dragons,
Matthew Halsall,
Arab on Radar,
Faraquet,
Donald Byrd,
Derrick Morgan,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Swans,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Godley & Creme,
Ornette Coleman,
Freddie Wadling,
Lungfish,
H. Thieme,
The Detroit Cobras,
Icehouse,
Cheater Slicks,
Gerry Rafferty,
Jerry Gold Smith,
The Zeros,
PIL,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Wire,
F. McDonald,
cv313,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Litter,
Aswad,
Morten Harket,
Rekid,
Nation of Ulysses,
Sound Behaviour,
Drexciya,
Bronski Beat,
New Order,
Fear,
EPMD,
Eve St. Jones,
Glenn Branca,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Smoke,
The Electric Prunes,
Jawbox,
Trumans Water,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Eric B and Rakim,
Henry Cow,
Supertramp,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Residents, The Residents, The Residents, The Residents.
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.