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 Angola and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage 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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 808 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 Sun Ra Arkestra to the grime 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 Ash Ra Tempel. All the underground hits.
All Joyce Sims tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eric Dolphy 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Fire Engines record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Fugs,
Shoche,
Lyres,
Prince Buster,
Index,
cv313,
Roxette,
The Gap Band,
Swell Maps,
Davy DMX,
Blancmange,
Pagans,
Graham Central Station,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Don Cherry,
Johnny Osbourne,
Lakeside,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Porter Ricks,
The Zeros,
Magma,
Desert Stars,
June of 44,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Marine Girls,
The Moody Blues,
Fad Gadget,
Subhumans,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Harry Pussy,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Symarip,
Crooked Eye,
Danielle Patucci,
Joyce Sims,
Ituana,
ABBA,
Deepchord,
R.M.O.,
Nas,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Ice-T,
Theoretical Girls,
Outsiders,
Los Fastidios,
Suicide,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Mandrill,
Schoolly D,
The Leaves,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Glenn Branca,
Colin Newman,
These Immortal Souls,
The Flesh Eaters,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Ronnie Foster,
The Tremeloes,
Chrome,
Judy Mowatt,
Blake Baxter,
The Velvet Underground,
John Foxx,
Strawberry Alarm Clock, Strawberry Alarm Clock, Strawberry Alarm Clock, Strawberry Alarm Clock.
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.