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 Bolivia and from London.
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 1966 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Portland.
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 1976 at the first Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Bizarre Inc. to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Nils Olav. All the underground hits.
All AZ tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pulsallama record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Soul Sonic Force record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Smoke,
Tears for Fears,
Cecil Taylor,
Rotary Connection,
Lalann,
Stockholm Monsters,
Subhumans,
Aaron Thompson,
Das Ding,
Pylon,
Gerry Rafferty,
Boredoms,
Cluster,
Joy Division,
The Velvet Underground,
Oneida,
The Associates,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The Star Department,
Jeff Mills,
The Seeds,
Jacob Miller,
Hardrive,
Tubeway Army,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Fad Gadget,
The Kinks,
Barbara Tucker,
the Sonics,
Jacques Brel,
The Human League,
Sixth Finger,
Reagan Youth,
EPMD,
Yaz,
the Fania All-Stars,
James White and The Blacks,
Slave,
Groovy Waters,
Jandek,
Negative Approach,
the Soft Cell,
Hasil Adkins,
Alton Ellis,
Gastr Del Sol,
Ultra Naté,
Public Image Ltd.,
Babytalk,
Yellowson,
Marine Girls,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Piero Umiliani,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
X-102,
Nas,
Pierre Henry,
John Cale,
The Standells,
Vladislav Delay,
Mo-Dettes,
Von Mondo,
Bluetip,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Basic Channel, Basic Channel, Basic Channel, Basic Channel.
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.