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 Namibia and from Stockholm.
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 1962 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 theremin 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 Nils Olav to the rap 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 Suicide. All the underground hits.
All Sonny Sharrock tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rufus Thomas record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bizarre Inc. record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Anthony Braxton,
Crooked Eye,
Drive Like Jehu,
cv313,
The Smiths,
Sugar Minott,
Quando Quango,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Matthew Bourne,
Chris Corsano,
Harpers Bizarre,
Organ,
Tres Demented,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Make Up,
Alphaville,
The Fire Engines,
Babytalk,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Soft Cell,
E-Dancer,
R.M.O.,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Bauhaus,
Traffic Nightmare,
Joe Finger,
Monks,
Soul II Soul,
Rites of Spring,
The Slits,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Althea and Donna,
Erasure,
The Residents,
The Move,
Oblivians,
Tomorrow,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Soulsonic Force,
Rekid,
The Remains,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Angry Samoans,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Sister Nancy,
Bronski Beat,
Bang On A Can,
Sun Ra,
Aswad,
The Human League,
Terrestrial Tones,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Gil Scott Heron,
Sex Pistols,
Oneida,
The Last Poets,
Graham Central Station,
Radiohead,
Michelle Simonal, Michelle Simonal, Michelle Simonal, Michelle Simonal.
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.