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 St Kitts & Nevis and from Sao Paulo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the guitar 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 The Five Americans to the rock kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Don Cherry. All the underground hits.
All Deadbeat tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every CMW 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Radio Birdman record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Section 25,
Ultravox,
Eyeless In Gaza,
cv313,
Tim Buckley,
ABBA,
Bizarre Inc.,
Derrick Morgan,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
D'Angelo,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Sexual Harrassment,
Darondo,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Stetsasonic,
The Dirtbombs,
The Five Americans,
Harmonia,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Bush Tetras,
Pierre Henry,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Lee Hazlewood,
Quadrant,
Juan Atkins,
Joyce Sims,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
the Swans,
Echospace,
Q and Not U,
Television Personalities,
Ultimate Spinach,
Gregory Isaacs,
UT,
Heaven 17,
The Beau Brummels,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Marshall Jefferson,
Slave,
Girls At Our Best!,
Joensuu 1685,
Scott Walker,
Derrick May,
Tres Demented,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Grey Daturas,
Minor Threat,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Zeros,
Nas,
Dawn Penn,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Beasts of Bourbon,
U.S. Maple,
The Doobie Brothers,
Susan Cadogan,
Agitation Free,
H. Thieme,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Fear,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Theoretical Girls, Theoretical Girls, Theoretical Girls, Theoretical Girls.
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.