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 United States and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 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 cv313 to the jazz 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 the Sonics. All the underground hits.
All Lou Reed tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sandy B record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Steve Hackett record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Echospace,
Slave,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Donald Byrd,
Eve St. Jones,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Eli Mardock,
The Victims,
L. Decosne,
The Neon Judgement,
Alison Limerick,
Procol Harum,
Tim Buckley,
Robert Görl,
Dual Sessions,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Warren Ellis,
Q and Not U,
Soul II Soul,
Wally Richardson,
KRS-One,
Ponytail,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Radiohead,
Theoretical Girls,
Sex Pistols,
Liliput,
Subhumans,
The Knickerbockers,
Jacques Brel,
Gastr Del Sol,
Graham Central Station,
Eden Ahbez,
Bronski Beat,
Pantytec,
Scientists,
Lebanon Hanover,
Alton Ellis,
New Order,
The Fire Engines,
Sight & Sound,
Crash Course in Science,
Agitation Free,
Scan 7,
The Litter,
Chrome,
Johnny Clarke,
Faust,
The Monochrome Set,
The Leaves,
Gichy Dan,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Supertramp,
Au Pairs,
Dead Boys,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Monolake,
Lightning Bolt,
Marc Almond,
The Flesh Eaters,
Nico,
Fugazi, Fugazi, Fugazi, Fugazi.
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.