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 Marshall Islands and from Lagos.
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 1967 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 marimba 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 Drexciya to the funk 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 John Lydon. All the underground hits.
All Colin Newman tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Soft Machine record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Davy DMX record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jandek,
Essential Logic,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Amazonics,
Boogie Down Productions,
Roxette,
Gong,
Scrapy,
Rod Modell,
Wolf Eyes,
Procol Harum,
Rakim,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Mo-Dettes,
Los Fastidios,
Girls At Our Best!,
Audionom,
Nik Kershaw,
the Fania All-Stars,
Spoonie Gee,
Gil Scott Heron,
R.M.O.,
Kurtis Blow,
Glenn Branca,
Niagra,
D'Angelo,
John Holt,
Kaleidoscope,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Model 500,
Siglo XX,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Marine Girls,
The Music Machine,
The Fire Engines,
Rosa Yemen,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Byron Stingily,
Goldenarms,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
A Flock of Seagulls,
K-Klass,
Anthony Braxton,
Glambeats Corp.,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
F. McDonald,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Technova,
This Heat,
Bobby Byrd,
Massinfluence,
Juan Atkins,
The Searchers,
Gerry Rafferty,
Crime,
Ten City,
Lalo Schifrin,
Main Source,
Thompson Twins,
Bill Wells,
These Immortal Souls,
Sam Rivers,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Lou Reed, Lou Reed, Lou Reed, Lou Reed.
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.