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 South Sudan and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron 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 1963 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Zero Boys to the grime kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 New Order. All the underground hits.
All the Germs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Porter Ricks record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Babytalk record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Henry Cow,
Television Personalities,
Sarah Menescal,
Brick,
The Neon Judgement,
Joey Negro,
Lyres,
Ronnie Foster,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Althea and Donna,
The Doors,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Ituana,
Robert Hood,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Terry Callier,
Kaleidoscope,
Bill Near,
David Bowie,
Ornette Coleman,
Dennis Brown,
Marc Almond,
Roy Ayers,
Neil Young,
Rapeman,
Mars,
The Human League,
Cluster,
Vladislav Delay,
Roxette,
Sexual Harrassment,
The Moleskins,
Icehouse,
Soul Sonic Force,
the Human League,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
DNA,
Banda Bassotti,
Zapp,
John Holt,
Black Flag,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Chris Corsano,
Fear,
Panda Bear,
Severed Heads,
The Invisible,
John Foxx,
Mark Hollis,
Zero Boys,
The Flesh Eaters,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Gladiators,
Sparks,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Rites of Spring,
Peter and Kerry,
Pole, Pole, Pole, Pole.
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.