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 Ghana and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez 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 1966 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in 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 X-101 to the dance kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Patti Smith. All the underground hits.
All Susan Cadogan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Brothers Johnson 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Martian record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sexual Harrassment,
Hasil Adkins,
The Index,
Bizarre Inc.,
Arthur Verocai,
a-ha,
LL Cool J,
Young Marble Giants,
Alice Coltrane,
Icehouse,
Stetsasonic,
David Axelrod,
The Mighty Diamonds,
X-102,
The Offenders,
Little Man,
Leonard Cohen,
Maleditus Sound,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Black Dice,
Eric Copeland,
EPMD,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Jeff Lynne,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Saints,
Saccharine Trust,
Black Pus,
Glambeats Corp.,
Ohio Players,
Ornette Coleman,
The Monochrome Set,
Lakeside,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Eden Ahbez,
One Last Wish,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Stereo Dub,
Kas Product,
Erasure,
Mo-Dettes,
The Electric Prunes,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Hashim,
Absolute Body Control,
Flash Fearless,
Kevin Saunderson,
Jeff Mills,
The Fortunes,
The Smoke,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Music Machine,
Von Mondo,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
X-101,
Grandmaster Flash,
Brick,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Accadde A,
Chris Corsano,
Marshall Jefferson, Marshall Jefferson, Marshall Jefferson, Marshall Jefferson.
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.