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 Switzerland and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez 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 1965 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the theremin 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 Sound Behaviour to the rap 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 The Gladiators. All the underground hits.
All The Doors tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Hashim record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pussy Galore record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
One Last Wish,
Cybotron,
Ituana,
Roger Hodgson,
Kenny Larkin,
cv313,
Main Source,
Masters at Work,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Leonard Cohen,
a-ha,
Joy Division,
Public Image Ltd.,
Letta Mbulu,
Soul II Soul,
The Detroit Cobras,
Nils Olav,
Roy Ayers,
China Crisis,
Pagans,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Pierre Henry,
Albert Ayler,
The Stooges,
Angry Samoans,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Eddi Front,
D'Angelo,
Traffic Nightmare,
Peter and Kerry,
The Velvet Underground,
Marmalade,
The Beau Brummels,
Marshall Jefferson,
This Heat,
Talk Talk,
Erasure,
Franke,
Archie Shepp,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Glambeats Corp.,
Terry Callier,
Minutemen,
The Fugs,
Amon Düül,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Neon Judgement,
Fad Gadget,
Neil Young,
Eyeless In Gaza,
DNA,
Deakin,
Nick Fraelich,
Deadbeat,
The Barracudas,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Siouxsie and the Banshees, Siouxsie and the Banshees, Siouxsie and the Banshees, Siouxsie and the Banshees.
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.