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 Nauru and from Mexico City.
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 Sao Paulo and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 Selector Dub Narcotic to the disco 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 Scan 7. All the underground hits.
All The Saints tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Hasil Adkins 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joe Finger,
Adolescents,
The Human League,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Mojo Men,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Eden Ahbez,
The Fugs,
The Red Krayola,
Jeff Lynne,
The Electric Prunes,
Echospace,
Alphaville,
Banda Bassotti,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Kerrie Biddell,
Rufus Thomas,
Bobby Womack,
Flamin' Groovies,
Amon Düül II,
Altered Images,
Thee Headcoats,
Roxette,
One Last Wish,
Yazoo,
The Happenings,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Roxy Music,
The Toasters,
Aaron Thompson,
Bad Manners,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Peter and Kerry,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Sparks,
Dark Day,
Chris Corsano,
Shoche,
Schoolly D,
Soul II Soul,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Camouflage,
Electric Prunes,
John Cale,
Soulsonic Force,
John Coltrane,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
These Immortal Souls,
The Moleskins,
June of 44,
Monolake,
Lalo Schifrin,
Chrome,
The Move,
the Normal,
Flash Fearless,
Quantec,
The Detroit Cobras,
The Mighty Diamonds, The Mighty Diamonds, The Mighty Diamonds, The Mighty Diamonds.
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.