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 Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Scan 7 to the techno 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 The Durutti Column. All the underground hits.
All Joe Smooth tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every John Coltrane record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Sisters of Mercy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Bar-Kays,
Second Layer,
The Techniques,
Harpers Bizarre,
Electric Prunes,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Johnny Clarke,
Kas Product,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Gabor Szabo,
Delta 5,
Slick Rick,
The Fugs,
Roxy Music,
Iggy Pop,
PIL,
Swell Maps,
Black Sheep,
The Seeds,
Crime,
The Stooges,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Peter and Kerry,
Panda Bear,
Robert Görl,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Lalo Schifrin,
Buzzcocks,
Steve Hackett,
Amazonics,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Negative Approach,
Porter Ricks,
John Holt,
Lightning Bolt,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Silicon Teens,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Drexciya,
Quadrant,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Agent Orange,
The Angels of Light,
The Slackers,
The Birthday Party,
Ludus,
Rufus Thomas,
Jeff Lynne,
Pussy Galore,
Joe Smooth,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
The Black Dice,
Ten City,
Pet Shop Boys,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Real Kids,
Angry Samoans,
Bad Manners,
Rod Modell,
Deepchord,
Eden Ahbez, Eden Ahbez, Eden Ahbez, Eden Ahbez.
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.