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 Armenia and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South 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 1963 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Cabaret Voltaire to the dance 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 Gichy Dan. All the underground hits.
All Albert Ayler tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fela Kuti record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 a chamberlin and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Eden Ahbez record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Patti Smith,
Sun Ra,
Model 500,
Tubeway Army,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Matthew Bourne,
Joy Division,
Symarip,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Jawbox,
Lalann,
Los Fastidios,
Ornette Coleman,
The Searchers,
Blake Baxter,
Cybotron,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Lindisfarne,
Skriet,
Kerri Chandler,
Oneida,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Bill Wells,
Sällskapet,
Girls At Our Best!,
Eli Mardock,
the Normal,
Boogie Down Productions,
T.S.O.L.,
X-102,
Half Japanese,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Fall,
The Velvet Underground,
FM Einheit,
The Gladiators,
The Gories,
Ossler,
Fad Gadget,
Big Daddy Kane,
Brand Nubian,
Connie Case,
Iggy Pop,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Joensuu 1685,
Ultravox,
Yellowson,
Livin' Joy,
The Raincoats,
The Stooges,
Flipper,
Stiv Bators,
Chrome,
The Happenings,
Harmonia,
Rapeman,
Smog,
Althea and Donna,
Alphaville,
Neil Young,
Procol Harum,
The Fire Engines, The Fire Engines, The Fire Engines, The Fire Engines.
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.