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 Brazil and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Bronski Beat show in Brixton.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the theremin 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 Audionom to the rock 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 Camouflage. All the underground hits.
All Minnie Riperton tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ultra Naté record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rhythm & Sound record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Popol Vuh,
Tubeway Army,
Vainqueur,
Model 500,
Royal Trux,
The Knickerbockers,
The Fortunes,
The Red Krayola,
Danielle Patucci,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Severed Heads,
La Düsseldorf,
Isaac Hayes,
Alison Limerick,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Parry Music,
Camberwell Now,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Rakim,
Warsaw,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Altered Images,
The Associates,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
John Cale,
Susan Cadogan,
The Index,
Crooked Eye,
Fatback Band,
Japan,
Nick Fraelich,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Soft Machine,
Sister Nancy,
Kas Product,
The Human League,
The Dirtbombs,
Ituana,
The Durutti Column,
Essential Logic,
Radiohead,
Neu!,
Toni Rubio,
Metal Thangz,
Lindisfarne,
Desert Stars,
Leonard Cohen,
The Invisible,
Prince Buster,
The Remains,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Glambeats Corp.,
FM Einheit,
Animal Collective,
Faraquet,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Dave Gahan,
Mark Hollis,
Visage,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Aural Exciters,
Lou Reed & Metallica, Lou Reed & Metallica, Lou Reed & Metallica, Lou Reed & Metallica.
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.