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 Marshall Islands and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia 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 1967 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Tokyo.
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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Agent Orange to the grunge 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 Radiohead. All the underground hits.
All Bang On A Can tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pharoah Sanders 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and an organ 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 organ and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Alison Limerick,
Amon Düül,
Connie Case,
Pole,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Zeros,
Panda Bear,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Simply Red,
Gastr Del Sol,
Drive Like Jehu,
Porter Ricks,
David Axelrod,
the Normal,
Adolescents,
Bush Tetras,
Dave Gahan,
Little Man,
Wasted Youth,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Black Pus,
Sun Ra,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Sugar Minott,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Albert Ayler,
Janne Schatter,
Slick Rick,
The Buckinghams,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Peter and Kerry,
Dark Day,
Gabor Szabo,
The Star Department,
Black Moon,
cv313,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Franke,
Dennis Brown,
Bobby Womack,
Japan,
Sarah Menescal,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Mandrill,
Throbbing Gristle,
Faraquet,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Bizarre Inc.,
Bauhaus,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Flamin' Groovies,
Frankie Knuckles,
Lou Reed,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Music Machine,
Ralphi Rosario,
Flash Fearless,
Kool Moe Dee,
Harmonia,
Fugazi,
Bobby Byrd,
John Foxx, John Foxx, John Foxx, John Foxx.
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.