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 Denmark and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
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 DeepChord presents Echospace to the disco 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 Maleditus Sound. All the underground hits.
All Hashim 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 punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Dave Gahan,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
One Last Wish,
Sällskapet,
Wolf Eyes,
Marc Almond,
Bush Tetras,
Tears for Fears,
Eric Copeland,
Goldenarms,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Moebius,
Agitation Free,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Dave Clark Five,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
The Monochrome Set,
Guru Guru,
Jeff Lynne,
Suburban Knight,
Gang Green,
Talk Talk,
Livin' Joy,
R.M.O.,
X-101,
Youth Brigade,
Alphaville,
The Associates,
Soul Sonic Force,
Soulsonic Force,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Radiohead,
Jeff Mills,
The Sonics,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Yazoo,
Flamin' Groovies,
the Bar-Kays,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Janne Schatter,
The Names,
Ultravox,
Funkadelic,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Moody Blues,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Fall,
Pantytec,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Peter and Kerry,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Motions,
Gil Scott Heron,
Kayak,
Fluxion,
Pulsallama,
Hasil Adkins,
Gong,
Los Fastidios, Los Fastidios, Los Fastidios, Los Fastidios.
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.