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 Kazakhstan and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage 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 1965 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Kas Product to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Minutemen. All the underground hits.
All Ajijia Myrayebe tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Desert Stars record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Cramps record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Deakin,
Erasure,
Marine Girls,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
the Soft Cell,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Isaac Hayes,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
New Age Steppers,
Tres Demented,
Pantaleimon,
The Human League,
Slave,
The Cure,
Albert Ayler,
Barrington Levy,
Rhythm & Sound,
Kas Product,
The Doobie Brothers,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Walker Brothers,
Easy Going,
Dual Sessions,
Max Romeo,
The Fugs,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Gories,
Susan Cadogan,
Crispy Ambulance,
Cecil Taylor,
Sexual Harrassment,
The Gun Club,
Suicide,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
CMW,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Kevin Saunderson,
Warsaw,
The Motions,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
World's Most,
The Raincoats,
Warren Ellis,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Marvin Gaye,
Darondo,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Ohio Players,
Funkadelic,
ABBA,
China Crisis,
Grauzone,
Harpers Bizarre,
Moss Icon,
The Flesh Eaters,
Wire,
Bobby Byrd,
The United States of America,
Brass Construction,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Fortunes,
Spoonie Gee, Spoonie Gee, Spoonie Gee, Spoonie Gee.
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.