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 Sweden and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage 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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 10cc to the rock kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 The Detroit Cobras. All the underground hits.
All Black Pus tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Suburban Knight record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 sitar and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rosa Yemen record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dennis Brown,
The Sonics,
Tres Demented,
The Gun Club,
Underground Resistance,
the Swans,
Letta Mbulu,
Aswad,
Lebanon Hanover,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Techniques,
Animal Collective,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
CMW,
Arab on Radar,
The Music Machine,
Man Parrish,
8 Eyed Spy,
Anthony Braxton,
The Victims,
Bush Tetras,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Goldenarms,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Index,
Mary Jane Girls,
Adolescents,
Tropical Tobacco,
Skarface,
Scrapy,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Alison Limerick,
The Grass Roots,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Dark Day,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Brass Construction,
The Blackbyrds,
The Toasters,
Carl Craig,
Masters at Work,
Fela Kuti,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Sonic Youth,
The Motions,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Stetsasonic,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Associates,
Urselle,
Tubeway Army,
Arthur Verocai,
Black Bananas,
E-Dancer,
Ossler,
Harmonia,
Swell Maps,
Gregory Isaacs,
Godley & Creme,
Pulsallama, Pulsallama, Pulsallama, Pulsallama.
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.