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 Estonia and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1966 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the 808 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 Scientists to the rock 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 Theoretical Girls. All the underground hits.
All Sun Ra tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every DNA 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Isaac Hayes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sun City Girls,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Susan Cadogan,
the Bar-Kays,
Bluetip,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Ponytail,
The Real Kids,
The Searchers,
Echospace,
Smog,
Harpers Bizarre,
Max Romeo,
The Neon Judgement,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Toni Rubio,
Henry Cow,
Matthew Halsall,
H. Thieme,
Severed Heads,
Curtis Mayfield,
Cluster,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Sarah Menescal,
Qualms,
Duran Duran,
Pylon,
Kevin Saunderson,
Wolf Eyes,
ABBA,
The Tremeloes,
Altered Images,
Moby Grape,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Anthony Braxton,
Laurel Aitken,
Cymande,
D'Angelo,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Amon Düül II,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Dennis Brown,
Tres Demented,
Quando Quango,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Animal Collective,
The Music Machine,
Gang Green,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Prince Buster,
Arthur Verocai,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Schoolly D,
Kaleidoscope,
Mary Jane Girls,
Avey Tare,
La Düsseldorf,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Vainqueur,
The Victims,
Black Moon, Black Moon, Black Moon, Black Moon.
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.