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 Czech Republic and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Alison Limerick to the jazz 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 Essential Logic. All the underground hits.
All Rahsaan Roland Kirk tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every a-ha record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Marc Almond record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Nick Fraelich,
Eyeless In Gaza,
10cc,
The Pretty Things,
The Divine Comedy,
Marcia Griffiths,
Fugazi,
Matthew Bourne,
Maurizio,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Heaven 17,
Tropical Tobacco,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Kevin Saunderson,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Y Pants,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Dawn Penn,
Nils Olav,
the Association,
The Walker Brothers,
Jesper Dahlback,
E-Dancer,
La Düsseldorf,
Crash Course in Science,
Sonic Youth,
Interpol,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Barclay James Harvest,
DNA,
Average White Band,
Boredoms,
Nico,
Silicon Teens,
Altered Images,
Marc Almond,
Shuggie Otis,
Eric B and Rakim,
Ronnie Foster,
Loose Ends,
Intrusion,
The American Breed,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Chris & Cosey,
Tomorrow,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Buzzcocks,
Crooked Eye,
Tres Demented,
The United States of America,
Kurtis Blow,
Chrome,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Angels of Light,
The Fall,
Ohio Players,
Camouflage,
John Lydon,
Bobby Sherman,
Marmalade,
MC5,
Hardrive,
Parry Music, Parry Music, Parry Music, Parry Music.
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.