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 Honduras and from Copenhagen.
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 1966 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Anthony Braxton to the techno kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Saccharine Trust. All the underground hits.
All Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Absolute Body Control record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Leonard Cohen,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Michelle Simonal,
Pagans,
Marcia Griffiths,
Cheater Slicks,
Sixth Finger,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Brothers Johnson,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Fad Gadget,
Bad Manners,
Sex Pistols,
The Moody Blues,
Piero Umiliani,
Grandmaster Flash,
Deadbeat,
Chris Corsano,
Crooked Eye,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Erasure,
Arcadia,
Kas Product,
Eric Copeland,
Soul Sonic Force,
DJ Sneak,
David Bowie,
The Cosmic Jokers,
10cc,
Eric Dolphy,
Radio Birdman,
Grauzone,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Dirtbombs,
Nils Olav,
Rufus Thomas,
Monolake,
Make Up,
Sparks,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Birthday Party,
Clear Light,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Drive Like Jehu,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
New York Dolls,
Aswad,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Rod Modell,
EPMD,
Ossler,
Niagra,
Slick Rick,
Patti Smith,
The Doors,
The Slackers,
Dead Boys,
Deepchord,
Saccharine Trust,
the Swans,
The Young Rascals,
Main Source, Main Source, Main Source, Main Source.
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.