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 Bhutan and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South 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 1961 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Fania All-Stars to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Model 500. All the underground hits.
All Rekid tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Maurizio record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Marcia Griffiths record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Donald Byrd,
Piero Umiliani,
Maurizio,
Con Funk Shun,
Barbara Tucker,
Mo-Dettes,
Dennis Brown,
Khruangbin,
Minnie Riperton,
Hot Snakes,
Erasure,
The Slackers,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Rites of Spring,
Zapp,
Radio Birdman,
Glambeats Corp.,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Pantaleimon,
Joensuu 1685,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Ronnie Foster,
Blake Baxter,
Quadrant,
Funkadelic,
Silicon Teens,
Swell Maps,
Procol Harum,
Guru Guru,
Harmonia,
The Sonics,
Marcia Griffiths,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Susan Cadogan,
China Crisis,
Von Mondo,
Gabor Szabo,
The Gories,
Negative Approach,
Livin' Joy,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Scott Walker,
Gichy Dan,
Leonard Cohen,
Cybotron,
The Litter,
Flamin' Groovies,
Amon Düül II,
The Red Krayola,
Pylon,
Ice-T,
T.S.O.L.,
Letta Mbulu,
The Standells,
cv313,
Unrelated Segments,
Flash Fearless,
Qualms,
Roger Hodgson,
The Wake,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Monochrome Set, The Monochrome Set, The Monochrome Set, The Monochrome Set.
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.