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 Israel and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in 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 1967 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 1983 at the first Bronski Beat practice in a loft in Brixton.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Aural Exciters to the funk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 John Lydon. All the underground hits.
All Tears for Fears tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jesper Dahlbäck 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Delta 5 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
OOIOO,
Pierre Henry,
cv313,
Moby Grape,
Grandmaster Flash,
Mark Hollis,
Joe Smooth,
Tim Buckley,
These Immortal Souls,
Boz Scaggs,
Dave Gahan,
Crime,
Skriet,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Byron Stingily,
Spoonie Gee,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Magazine,
Oblivians,
F. McDonald,
Little Man,
Charles Mingus,
Bush Tetras,
Curtis Mayfield,
Howard Jones,
Dennis Brown,
The Blackbyrds,
Sonic Youth,
Ice-T,
Funky Four + One,
Kurtis Blow,
Ralphi Rosario,
Johnny Osbourne,
Eurythmics,
Colin Newman,
Swell Maps,
Brick,
Liliput,
Freddie Wadling,
The Birthday Party,
Blancmange,
Erasure,
The Sonics,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Electric Prunes,
Sound Behaviour,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Lower 48,
Bang On A Can,
Excepter,
Au Pairs,
Von Mondo,
Nation of Ulysses,
Rufus Thomas,
The Monochrome Set,
Roy Ayers,
The Wake,
The Flesh Eaters,
Kas Product,
Theoretical Girls,
Zero Boys,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))), Scott Walker + Sunn O))), Scott Walker + Sunn O))), Scott Walker + Sunn O))).
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.