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 Ghana and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1961 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 oboe 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 Accadde A to the disco 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 Flamin' Groovies. All the underground hits.
All Franke tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Excepter 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Junior Murvin record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Anthony Braxton,
Dennis Brown,
The Zeros,
Derrick Morgan,
The Fire Engines,
Maleditus Sound,
Mars,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Magma,
Pulsallama,
The Evens,
Prince Buster,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Average White Band,
Deakin,
Erasure,
Con Funk Shun,
The Blues Magoos,
Make Up,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Junior Murvin,
Kerrie Biddell,
Sarah Menescal,
Gerry Rafferty,
Intrusion,
The Knickerbockers,
The Music Machine,
Angry Samoans,
Audionom,
LL Cool J,
The Raincoats,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Tim Buckley,
Terry Callier,
E-Dancer,
The Gap Band,
Janne Schatter,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Crime,
Cecil Taylor,
Severed Heads,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
48th St. Collective,
Mission of Burma,
Unrelated Segments,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Marshall Jefferson,
Ornette Coleman,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Alice Coltrane,
Matthew Bourne,
Zapp,
Bad Manners,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
R.M.O.,
Andrew Hill,
Pole,
Sister Nancy,
John Cale,
Yazoo,
Crooked Eye, Crooked Eye, Crooked Eye, Crooked Eye.
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.