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 Poland and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Throbbing Gristle 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 1969 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 Art of Noise practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 OOIOO to the techno kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Bobbi Humphrey. All the underground hits.
All Sex Pistols tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Kinks record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 an oboe and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cecil Taylor record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Technova,
Unrelated Segments,
Radiopuhelimet,
Pole,
Saccharine Trust,
The Happenings,
Quando Quango,
Q and Not U,
The Durutti Column,
Fat Boys,
Eric Dolphy,
Sonny Sharrock,
DJ Sneak,
Ponytail,
Arcadia,
Soft Machine,
Ken Boothe,
Danielle Patucci,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Jeff Mills,
Sound Behaviour,
Rhythm & Sound,
Jerry's Kids,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Count Five,
Quantec,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Sonic Youth,
Radiohead,
Ossler,
Bronski Beat,
Goldenarms,
Hot Snakes,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Cheater Slicks,
Crispy Ambulance,
Soft Cell,
Minny Pops,
The Knickerbockers,
The Residents,
The Skatalites,
Idris Muhammad,
Rakim,
Adolescents,
Roger Hodgson,
Shoche,
Minutemen,
Gang of Four,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Traffic Nightmare,
Chris & Cosey,
Crime,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Mission of Burma,
Flipper,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience.
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.