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 Poland and from Halifax.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron 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 1964 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 theremin 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 The Alarm Clocks to the funk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks. All the underground hits.
All Louis and Bebe Barron tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Q and Not U 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fear record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Can,
Supertramp,
Chris Corsano,
PIL,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Lightning Bolt,
Aural Exciters,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Radiopuhelimet,
DJ Style,
Lyres,
Infiniti,
Nik Kershaw,
Jandek,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Fugs,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Wire,
Porter Ricks,
Jerry Gold Smith,
The Cramps,
Thee Headcoats,
Patti Smith,
L. Decosne,
Marvin Gaye,
Joyce Sims,
ABC,
Dark Day,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Thompson Twins,
Black Moon,
Saccharine Trust,
Roger Hodgson,
Warsaw,
the Slits,
Harry Pussy,
The Busters,
The Buckinghams,
Leonard Cohen,
Mo-Dettes,
Dave Gahan,
Lou Christie,
Sandy B,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Modern Lovers,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Quadrant,
Vainqueur,
The Walker Brothers,
Matthew Bourne,
Chris & Cosey,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Al Stewart,
Kevin Saunderson,
JFA,
Agent Orange,
Von Mondo,
The Fire Engines,
Lee Hazlewood,
Electric Light Orchestra,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell.
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.