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 Somalia and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic 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 1968 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 theremin 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 Michelle Simonal to the jazz 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 Seeds. All the underground hits.
All The United States of America tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Little Man record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Blossom Toes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dennis Brown,
U.S. Maple,
Jawbox,
Anthony Braxton,
DJ Sneak,
The Selecter,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Techniques,
Theoretical Girls,
The Skatalites,
the Germs,
Essential Logic,
Model 500,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Slits,
The Names,
Man Parrish,
Joy Division,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Crispian St. Peters,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Alphaville,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Raincoats,
The Knickerbockers,
Basic Channel,
Joey Negro,
Depeche Mode,
AZ,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Eden Ahbez,
Albert Ayler,
FM Einheit,
Vainqueur,
The Fortunes,
La Düsseldorf,
OOIOO,
Rufus Thomas,
Soft Cell,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Bad Manners,
Idris Muhammad,
Reagan Youth,
The Cramps,
Scratch Acid,
Organ,
Zapp,
Eric Dolphy,
Gang of Four,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Fall,
Panda Bear,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The American Breed,
Eve St. Jones,
Sällskapet,
Pierre Henry,
Silicon Teens,
Half Japanese,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish, Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish, Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish, Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish.
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.