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 Austria and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1968 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 Throbbing Gristle to the crunk 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 Fela Kuti. All the underground hits.
All Mantronix tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Marcia Griffiths 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Eric Dolphy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Outsiders,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Aural Exciters,
KRS-One,
Boogie Down Productions,
Robert Wyatt,
Basic Channel,
The Kinks,
Sister Nancy,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Soulsonic Force,
Cluster,
Rakim,
Camberwell Now,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Marine Girls,
Index,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Hardrive,
The Fortunes,
Fugazi,
Sonic Youth,
the Swans,
DJ Sneak,
Mary Jane Girls,
One Last Wish,
The Sound,
The Pretty Things,
Nik Kershaw,
Boredoms,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Ronnie Foster,
Guru Guru,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Howard Jones,
Man Eating Sloth,
Idris Muhammad,
Skriet,
Sound Behaviour,
Derrick May,
Ultimate Spinach,
D'Angelo,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Japan,
Silicon Teens,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Thompson Twins,
Sun Ra,
Rapeman,
Arab on Radar,
Slick Rick,
Alphaville,
Joy Division,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Zapp,
Main Source,
Tubeway Army,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Ituana,
Rufus Thomas,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Ludus,
Bobby Sherman,
Amon Düül II,
The Stooges, The Stooges, The Stooges, The Stooges.
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.