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 Poland and from Salvador.
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 1961 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Absolute Body Control to the funk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 KRS-One. All the underground hits.
All Radio Birdman tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Erasure record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Hardrive record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dark Day,
Symarip,
Hoover,
Glenn Branca,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Todd Rundgren,
Wally Richardson,
Basic Channel,
Wire,
The Golliwogs,
The Seeds,
The Names,
Japan,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Qualms,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Gastr Del Sol,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Donny Hathaway,
Skaos,
Piero Umiliani,
Throbbing Gristle,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Joe Finger,
Morten Harket,
X-Ray Spex,
The Move,
The Shadows of Knight,
Schoolly D,
Blancmange,
Neil Young,
Buzzcocks,
Jeff Mills,
The Selecter,
Supertramp,
Cluster,
Nils Olav,
Gregory Isaacs,
Quadrant,
Camberwell Now,
Moss Icon,
The Offenders,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Newcleus,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Khruangbin,
The Happenings,
Gong,
The Slackers,
Can,
Amazonics,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Kool Moe Dee,
The New Christs,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Sun City Girls,
Fela Kuti,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Neon Judgement,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Sound,
The Associates, The Associates, The Associates, The Associates.
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.