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 Argentina and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Eyeless In Gaza to the rap kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Sixth Finger. All the underground hits.
All Wire tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Tremeloes 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Residents record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Fifty Foot Hose,
cv313,
Skaos,
Eden Ahbez,
Country Teasers,
Scott Walker,
Howard Jones,
Joensuu 1685,
Matthew Bourne,
Eurythmics,
Gil Scott Heron,
Q and Not U,
Wolf Eyes,
Chris & Cosey,
Kurtis Blow,
Rod Modell,
Make Up,
Loose Ends,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Arthur Verocai,
Danielle Patucci,
Lindisfarne,
The Neon Judgement,
Blake Baxter,
Bauhaus,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Lucky Dragons,
Echospace,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Susan Cadogan,
Cecil Taylor,
The Velvet Underground,
This Heat,
Gang of Four,
Dead Boys,
Sexual Harrassment,
Letta Mbulu,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Cybotron,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Aloha Tigers,
Cal Tjader,
the Normal,
The Music Machine,
Franke,
Ludus,
The Selecter,
The Monks,
Amon Düül II,
Patti Smith,
The Alarm Clocks,
The Invisible,
The Vogues,
The Young Rascals,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Black Dice,
JFA,
The Red Krayola,
Intrusion,
The Moleskins, The Moleskins, The Moleskins, The Moleskins.
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.