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 Zimbabwe and from London.
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 1964 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 sitar 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 The Seeds to the dance kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 T. Rex. All the underground hits.
All Tommy Roe tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Glenn Branca 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Laurel Aitken record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Avey Tare,
The Velvet Underground,
Sparks,
The Beau Brummels,
Visage,
Intrusion,
David Axelrod,
Bush Tetras,
Talk Talk,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
David McCallum,
Eden Ahbez,
Jacob Miller,
The Seeds,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Stooges,
Make Up,
Swell Maps,
June Days,
Wire,
New Age Steppers,
The Moleskins,
Ultra Naté,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
LL Cool J,
Terrestrial Tones,
Das Ding,
The Busters,
Con Funk Shun,
Public Image Ltd.,
Sarah Menescal,
Black Pus,
Byron Stingily,
Ken Boothe,
Al Stewart,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Dennis Brown,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Isaac Hayes,
China Crisis,
Faust,
Ronnie Foster,
The Fuzztones,
Black Sheep,
The Walker Brothers,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Kurtis Blow,
The Cure,
Tim Buckley,
Nas,
Fluxion,
KRS-One,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Whodini,
Fatback Band,
Chrome,
Hasil Adkins,
Jawbox,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity, Roy Ayers Ubiquity, Roy Ayers Ubiquity, Roy Ayers Ubiquity.
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.