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 Moldova and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1965 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the oboe 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 The Invisible to the dance kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Skaos. All the underground hits.
All Roxette tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Aaron Thompson 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 theremin and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bobby Womack record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Howard Jones,
Joey Negro,
The Skatalites,
Pole,
Tres Demented,
Country Teasers,
Dark Day,
Tomorrow,
The Vogues,
Skriet,
Archie Shepp,
Make Up,
cv313,
Saccharine Trust,
Curtis Mayfield,
Ornette Coleman,
Jerry's Kids,
The United States of America,
The Stooges,
Japan,
The Mojo Men,
Duran Duran,
Chrome,
Deakin,
The Dirtbombs,
The Move,
Dennis Brown,
The Grass Roots,
Warren Ellis,
Gabor Szabo,
Harpers Bizarre,
Agent Orange,
The Detroit Cobras,
Davy DMX,
Main Source,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Marine Girls,
Whodini,
Lakeside,
Bauhaus,
a-ha,
the Sonics,
Soulsonic Force,
Smog,
The Music Machine,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Robert Hood,
The Neon Judgement,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Index,
Tim Buckley,
Pylon,
The Moody Blues,
Sonny Sharrock,
Section 25,
The Gun Club,
Kurtis Blow,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Ronan,
Sugar Minott, Sugar Minott, Sugar Minott, Sugar Minott.
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.