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 Lithuania and from Spokane.
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 1960 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 chamberlin 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 Soul II Soul to the grime kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Nik Kershaw tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Television record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Country Joe & The Fish record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Country Teasers,
Jesper Dahlback,
Pere Ubu,
The Remains,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Metal Thangz,
The Pop Group,
Fatback Band,
Magazine,
Pet Shop Boys,
Patti Smith,
Blancmange,
Liliput,
Monolake,
the Swans,
Dorothy Ashby,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Cymande,
Mission of Burma,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Malaria!,
The Selecter,
MC5,
Traffic Nightmare,
Nick Fraelich,
Marcia Griffiths,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Altered Images,
Intrusion,
The Skatalites,
The Star Department,
a-ha,
Laurel Aitken,
Nas,
Kool Moe Dee,
Bobby Sherman,
Panda Bear,
Pagans,
Drive Like Jehu,
Dead Boys,
Connie Case,
Pylon,
Soul Sonic Force,
Mars,
John Foxx,
Sällskapet,
Pantaleimon,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Warren Ellis,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Martian,
The Barracudas,
The Count Five,
Letta Mbulu,
Man Parrish,
Anthony Braxton,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Clear Light,
Don Cherry,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Avey Tare,
The Happenings,
Absolute Body Control,
The Evens,
Vaughan Mason & Crew, Vaughan Mason & Crew, Vaughan Mason & Crew, Vaughan Mason & Crew.
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.