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 Russia and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 Tokyo and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Pere Ubu to the disco kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Roy Ayers Ubiquity. All the underground hits.
All Black Bananas tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Soft Cell record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Toni Rubio record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bush Tetras,
Visage,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
JFA,
David Axelrod,
The Modern Lovers,
Kas Product,
Harpers Bizarre,
The Count Five,
Procol Harum,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Lower 48,
Nirvana,
Massinfluence,
The Busters,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Pierre Henry,
Angry Samoans,
Boz Scaggs,
Todd Terry,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Deepchord,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Traffic Nightmare,
Sonic Youth,
Desert Stars,
Pantytec,
Stiv Bators,
Hashim,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Blackbyrds,
Tears for Fears,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Piero Umiliani,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Youth Brigade,
Jeff Lynne,
Blossom Toes,
Zero Boys,
the Fania All-Stars,
Boogie Down Productions,
Masters at Work,
Lakeside,
Negative Approach,
Fugazi,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Rhythm & Sound,
AZ,
Blancmange,
Glenn Branca,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Bobby Womack,
Tim Buckley,
Jeff Mills,
The Mighty Diamonds,
the Bar-Kays,
Tres Demented,
Jandek,
MC5, MC5, MC5, MC5.
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.