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 Haiti and from Taipei.
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 1960 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 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 Grey Daturas to the dance kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Angels of Light & Akron/Family. All the underground hits.
All Girls At Our Best! tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Angels of Light & Akron/Family record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Main Source record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nation of Ulysses,
Monolake,
Grauzone,
Chris Corsano,
Peter and Kerry,
MC5,
Main Source,
Crooked Eye,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Sixth Finger,
David McCallum,
Tommy Roe,
Surgeon,
Avey Tare,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Bobby Womack,
Drexciya,
The Barracudas,
June Days,
Jesper Dahlback,
Newcleus,
Boogie Down Productions,
Kerri Chandler,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Connie Case,
Black Flag,
Symarip,
Robert Wyatt,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
DNA,
The Remains,
Saccharine Trust,
Bootsy Collins,
Mars,
Curtis Mayfield,
Audionom,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
D'Angelo,
Rufus Thomas,
Slave,
Metal Thangz,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Los Fastidios,
The Flesh Eaters,
Gregory Isaacs,
Man Eating Sloth,
Massinfluence,
James White and The Blacks,
The Kinks,
Roxette,
Dawn Penn,
The Doors,
The Music Machine,
Trumans Water,
Peter & Gordon,
Kaleidoscope,
Inner City,
KRS-One,
Anakelly,
The Smiths,
Lucky Dragons,
Quando Quango,
Leonard Cohen, Leonard Cohen, Leonard Cohen, Leonard Cohen.
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.