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 Sri Lanka and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the theremin 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 Schoolly D to the punk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Hardrive. All the underground hits.
All Groovy Waters tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Hasil Adkins record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Heaven 17 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Mighty Diamonds,
Kurtis Blow,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Susan Cadogan,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The American Breed,
Patti Smith,
Mo-Dettes,
Funky Four + One,
The J.B.'s,
Desert Stars,
Aural Exciters,
UT,
Crispy Ambulance,
Thee Headcoats,
Jandek,
Ituana,
Camberwell Now,
Roxy Music,
The Fuzztones,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Al Stewart,
Icehouse,
Dorothy Ashby,
Procol Harum,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Raincoats,
Bizarre Inc.,
Lee Hazlewood,
Lalo Schifrin,
Erykah Badu,
Radio Birdman,
Josef K,
The Offenders,
Anakelly,
the Sonics,
MC5,
Massinfluence,
Rod Modell,
kango's stein massive,
Archie Shepp,
Television Personalities,
Harry Pussy,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Lyres,
China Crisis,
Robert Görl,
Dual Sessions,
The Busters,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Evens,
Technova,
Rosa Yemen,
Mr. Review,
Country Teasers,
The Real Kids,
The Flesh Eaters,
Scan 7,
Magma,
Glambeats Corp.,
Black Pus,
Bobby Sherman,
Sexual Harrassment,
Lower 48, Lower 48, Lower 48, Lower 48.
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.