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 Netherlands and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 David Bowie 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 Cosmic Jokers to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Walker Brothers. All the underground hits.
All Dual Sessions tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eric Dolphy record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 synthesizer and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Stetsasonic record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Idris Muhammad,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Negative Approach,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Kas Product,
Eric Copeland,
Ronnie Foster,
Interpol,
Television Personalities,
The Sonics,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Ultravox,
The Moody Blues,
Kaleidoscope,
Fat Boys,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Ken Boothe,
Model 500,
Sonny Sharrock,
Janne Schatter,
The Pop Group,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Buckinghams,
Lower 48,
Graham Central Station,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Loose Ends,
Gichy Dan,
Lalann,
EPMD,
New Order,
Wasted Youth,
Nation of Ulysses,
Agent Orange,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Niagra,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Pretty Things,
The Gladiators,
Excepter,
The Evens,
Brand Nubian,
Yaz,
The Music Machine,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Invisible,
Toni Rubio,
Basic Channel,
Josef K,
Black Flag,
The Motions,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Mandrill,
Steve Hackett,
The Human League,
Boogie Down Productions,
Leonard Cohen,
Skarface,
kango's stein massive,
The Star Department,
Big Daddy Kane,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon.
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.