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 Tanzania and from Calgary.
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 1960 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 spring reverb 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 In Retrospect to the techno 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 June Days. All the underground hits.
All Vaughan Mason & Crew tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Quantec 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sun Ra Arkestra record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Khruangbin,
This Heat,
Girls At Our Best!,
Andrew Hill,
the Human League,
Kenny Larkin,
Robert Görl,
Surgeon,
The J.B.'s,
Thompson Twins,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Amazonics,
The Detroit Cobras,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Henry Cow,
Isaac Hayes,
Symarip,
Lakeside,
JFA,
Pole,
Drexciya,
Anthony Braxton,
Mandrill,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
The Gories,
Urselle,
Scrapy,
MC5,
Eurythmics,
Q and Not U,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Gong,
Minny Pops,
Los Fastidios,
Delon & Dalcan,
Young Marble Giants,
Kerrie Biddell,
Rhythm & Sound,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Pagans,
Junior Murvin,
Sight & Sound,
Vladislav Delay,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
E-Dancer,
The Velvet Underground,
Amon Düül II,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Rotary Connection,
The Gun Club,
Amon Düül,
Public Image Ltd.,
Harmonia,
Spoonie Gee,
Mission of Burma,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Ice-T,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Schoolly D,
Liliput,
Stetsasonic, Stetsasonic, Stetsasonic, Stetsasonic.
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.