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 Malta and from Cairo.
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 1965 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 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 Ultra Naté to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Arab on Radar. All the underground hits.
All AZ tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Fugs record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a World's Most record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Velvet Underground,
Throbbing Gristle,
Japan,
Smog,
The Toasters,
New Age Steppers,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Alison Limerick,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Five Americans,
Eric Copeland,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Cure,
Visage,
The Durutti Column,
Dark Day,
The Pretty Things,
Don Cherry,
The Gories,
The Shadows of Knight,
Inner City,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Cheater Slicks,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Leaves,
Lou Reed,
Desert Stars,
Dual Sessions,
Panda Bear,
Rotary Connection,
Jacques Brel,
Eric B and Rakim,
Aaron Thompson,
Moss Icon,
Animal Collective,
Junior Murvin,
The Seeds,
Michelle Simonal,
The Real Kids,
Pagans,
The Gladiators,
Yaz,
Moby Grape,
Hoover,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Stereo Dub,
Jandek,
Tomorrow,
Gabor Szabo,
The Dead C,
The Pop Group,
Gregory Isaacs,
Eden Ahbez,
Tom Boy,
The Gap Band,
The Doors,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Rapeman,
Scientists,
The Blackbyrds,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five, Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five, Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five, Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five.
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.