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 Armenia and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the theremin 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 The Sisters of Mercy to the grunge 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 Jerry's Kids. All the underground hits.
All Toni Rubio tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every John Foxx 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Alton Ellis record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Soft Cell,
Marvin Gaye,
Pulsallama,
Jesper Dahlback,
John Coltrane,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
D'Angelo,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
the Fania All-Stars,
The Litter,
Todd Terry,
ABC,
Suicide,
Reagan Youth,
Ponytail,
Mad Mike,
Main Source,
Schoolly D,
Ituana,
The Remains,
Sparks,
Rod Modell,
Little Man,
Minny Pops,
Stereo Dub,
Rakim,
Country Teasers,
Swans,
H. Thieme,
Cheater Slicks,
Joyce Sims,
Thompson Twins,
Liliput,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Dawn Penn,
Subhumans,
Black Bananas,
Deepchord,
Vainqueur,
The Raincoats,
Flipper,
Glambeats Corp.,
Pole,
The Sound,
Quando Quango,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Jeru the Damaja,
E-Dancer,
Skarface,
T. Rex,
The Human League,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Cramps,
The Knickerbockers,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Jeff Mills,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Dave Clark Five,
Television Personalities,
Skaos,
Bob Dylan,
Tres Demented, Tres Demented, Tres Demented, Tres Demented.
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.