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 Denmark and from Houston.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 Scott Walker + Sunn O))) to the rap kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Vladislav Delay. All the underground hits.
All Red Lorry Yellow Lorry tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every June of 44 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Amazonics record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
David Axelrod,
Bizarre Inc.,
Metal Thangz,
Trumans Water,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Adolescents,
Essential Logic,
Flamin' Groovies,
Supertramp,
The Fire Engines,
Sister Nancy,
Brass Construction,
Joyce Sims,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Man Parrish,
Todd Rundgren,
Hardrive,
Saccharine Trust,
Funkadelic,
Sun Ra,
Skarface,
KRS-One,
Sexual Harrassment,
Letta Mbulu,
Pulsallama,
John Cale,
L. Decosne,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Scientists,
Godley & Creme,
Tim Buckley,
Outsiders,
the Slits,
Roy Ayers,
Lyres,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Janne Schatter,
Marshall Jefferson,
Pole,
The Moleskins,
Girls At Our Best!,
Bill Wells,
Slave,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Rod Modell,
Can,
Eric Dolphy,
One Last Wish,
Kas Product,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Fear,
The Beau Brummels,
Lou Christie,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Warren Ellis,
Ronan,
X-101,
Funky Four + One,
Youth Brigade,
Television Personalities,
the Fania All-Stars,
The Birthday Party,
Lindisfarne,
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.