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 Belgium and from Stockholm.
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 1961 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Goldenarms to the punk 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 the Germs. All the underground hits.
All Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bang on a Can All-Stars record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Royal Trux record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Echospace,
Cameo,
Pantytec,
The Mojo Men,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Dirtbombs,
Fatback Band,
Josef K,
Robert Görl,
Eric Dolphy,
Funky Four + One,
Kevin Saunderson,
Model 500,
OOIOO,
Metal Thangz,
DJ Sneak,
Wings,
John Coltrane,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Tropical Tobacco,
Bobby Womack,
The Durutti Column,
Funkadelic,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Gang of Four,
Black Flag,
The Moleskins,
Pylon,
Siglo XX,
Eric B and Rakim,
Marshall Jefferson,
Ossler,
Monks,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Susan Cadogan,
Jesper Dahlback,
Skaos,
The Busters,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
The Blackbyrds,
Tubeway Army,
Technova,
Masters at Work,
Dark Day,
Prince Buster,
Beasts of Bourbon,
The Associates,
Black Bananas,
Arthur Verocai,
Big Daddy Kane,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Doobie Brothers,
Icehouse,
Brass Construction,
Radio Birdman,
Vainqueur,
Altered Images,
Mo-Dettes,
Das Ding,
Second Layer, Second Layer, Second Layer, Second Layer.
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.