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 Peru and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the theremin 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 Darondo to the grime kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Pole. All the underground hits.
All Kerri Chandler tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Art Ensemble Of Chicago record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Marshall Jefferson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Move,
Erykah Badu,
Newcleus,
Aural Exciters,
Crooked Eye,
Cymande,
Con Funk Shun,
the Human League,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Associates,
Animal Collective,
Minny Pops,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Rosa Yemen,
The Pretty Things,
The Velvet Underground,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Fluxion,
kango's stein massive,
Gang of Four,
The Alarm Clocks,
Oneida,
Camberwell Now,
Lower 48,
Youth Brigade,
Sight & Sound,
Marcia Griffiths,
Stereo Dub,
Steve Hackett,
Altered Images,
Visage,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Warsaw,
Severed Heads,
Hasil Adkins,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Alphaville,
Agent Orange,
Vladislav Delay,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Schoolly D,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Absolute Body Control,
Marc Almond,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Neon Judgement,
Joey Negro,
Pole,
Lungfish,
David Axelrod,
Aloha Tigers,
Malaria!,
Grey Daturas,
Flipper,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Walker Brothers,
John Coltrane,
Peter and Kerry, Peter and Kerry, Peter and Kerry, Peter and Kerry.
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.