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 Turkmenistan and from Halifax.
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 1965 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Jacques Brel to the grunge 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 Audionom. All the underground hits.
All Ossler tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Black Bananas record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fifty Foot Hose record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kevin Saunderson,
Matthew Halsall,
X-102,
The Raincoats,
John Lydon,
Cluster,
John Holt,
Amazonics,
Dead Boys,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Nick Fraelich,
Yellowson,
The Birthday Party,
The Five Americans,
Radio Birdman,
In Retrospect,
Ultra Naté,
Symarip,
The Last Poets,
Slave,
Section 25,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Agent Orange,
Sight & Sound,
Mr. Review,
Echospace,
Hasil Adkins,
Accadde A,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Toni Rubio,
Mission of Burma,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Piero Umiliani,
Peter & Gordon,
Newcleus,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
10cc,
Model 500,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Graham Central Station,
The Sound,
Stockholm Monsters,
Eurythmics,
Bluetip,
Intrusion,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Malaria!,
Rhythm & Sound,
Ralphi Rosario,
Silicon Teens,
Theoretical Girls,
The Real Kids,
Carl Craig,
A Certain Ratio,
The Cramps,
Nas,
the Bar-Kays,
T.S.O.L.,
Faraquet,
UT,
Freddie Wadling,
Flash Fearless, Flash Fearless, Flash Fearless, Flash Fearless.
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.