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 Kiribati and from Hong Kong.
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 1964 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Graham Central Station 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 Shoche. All the underground hits.
All Pierre Henry tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Roger Hodgson record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Michelle Simonal record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Bootsy Collins,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Quando Quango,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Cramps,
Rufus Thomas,
Groovy Waters,
K-Klass,
Model 500,
Main Source,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Bronski Beat,
The Count Five,
Steve Hackett,
Khruangbin,
Adolescents,
the Normal,
The Standells,
Anthony Braxton,
Gregory Isaacs,
Chris & Cosey,
Dave Gahan,
Quadrant,
One Last Wish,
Fear,
Rekid,
Black Sheep,
Porter Ricks,
Alton Ellis,
Bobby Womack,
The Cowsills,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Metal Thangz,
Stetsasonic,
Jeru the Damaja,
Darondo,
Sam Rivers,
The Neon Judgement,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Happenings,
Al Stewart,
Interpol,
The Last Poets,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Jandek,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Anakelly,
Peter & Gordon,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Lindisfarne,
LL Cool J,
The Monochrome Set,
Amazonics,
Lakeside,
The Martian,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Residents,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Donald Byrd,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Cosmic Jokers, The Cosmic Jokers, The Cosmic Jokers, The Cosmic Jokers.
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.