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 Ecuador and from Calgary.
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 1962 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 harpsichord 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 Ultra Naté to the rock kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Quando Quango. All the underground hits.
All The Alarm Clocks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every KRS-One record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Surgeon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Franke,
Guru Guru,
FM Einheit,
Derrick Morgan,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Black Flag,
Das Ding,
Idris Muhammad,
The Shadows of Knight,
Talk Talk,
The Dave Clark Five,
Letta Mbulu,
Andrew Hill,
The J.B.'s,
Jacob Miller,
Angry Samoans,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Peter & Gordon,
Gang of Four,
Avey Tare,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Motions,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Flamin' Groovies,
Lou Reed,
OOIOO,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Ultravox,
The Mummies,
New Age Steppers,
The Leaves,
The Red Krayola,
Peter and Kerry,
MDC,
The Happenings,
Sparks,
Public Image Ltd.,
Metal Thangz,
Rites of Spring,
Animal Collective,
Dave Gahan,
The Searchers,
New Order,
Donny Hathaway,
The Evens,
Echospace,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
L. Decosne,
Silicon Teens,
Susan Cadogan,
Glenn Branca,
Buzzcocks,
Organ,
Camberwell Now,
The Monochrome Set,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Shuggie Otis,
Eric Dolphy,
These Immortal Souls,
MC5,
Quadrant, Quadrant, Quadrant, Quadrant.
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.