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 Serbia and from Glasgow.
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 1964 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 48th St. Collective to the techno 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 Neil Young. All the underground hits.
All James White and The Blacks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Stooges 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a James Chance & The Contortions record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Radiopuhelimet,
Ken Boothe,
Fear,
Technova,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Shuggie Otis,
The Smoke,
The Standells,
LL Cool J,
Eden Ahbez,
Neu!,
Pantytec,
Dawn Penn,
Susan Cadogan,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Soft Cell,
Sällskapet,
James White and The Blacks,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Theoretical Girls,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
AZ,
Magma,
Accadde A,
Nation of Ulysses,
Mark Hollis,
The Birthday Party,
The Kinks,
The New Christs,
Roy Ayers,
The Happenings,
Lee Hazlewood,
Cecil Taylor,
Fat Boys,
Scientists,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Victims,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Move,
Rapeman,
Blancmange,
Todd Rundgren,
Gong,
Bauhaus,
The Smiths,
Lungfish,
Easy Going,
Loose Ends,
The Evens,
Electric Prunes,
Gichy Dan,
Masters at Work,
Prince Buster,
The Real Kids,
John Foxx,
Zero Boys,
The Flesh Eaters,
Scion, Scion, Scion, Scion.
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.