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 Thailand and from Toronto.
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 1963 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 rhodes 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 Fluxion to the dance kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Pantaleimon. All the underground hits.
All Grauzone tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Laurel Aitken record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Circle Jerks record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Wally Richardson,
Pierre Henry,
Josef K,
Barbara Tucker,
Public Enemy,
David Axelrod,
Todd Rundgren,
The Zeros,
Lou Reed,
Liliput,
OOIOO,
Faraquet,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Motions,
World's Most,
Robert Wyatt,
KRS-One,
Jesper Dahlback,
Radio Birdman,
Kevin Saunderson,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Sarah Menescal,
Von Mondo,
Kas Product,
The Knickerbockers,
Schoolly D,
Nick Fraelich,
The Associates,
Carl Craig,
The Grass Roots,
Jawbox,
Suicide,
Man Eating Sloth,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Monks,
Kool Moe Dee,
MC5,
Easy Going,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Aloha Tigers,
Nils Olav,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Ken Boothe,
Subhumans,
Groovy Waters,
Delon & Dalcan,
Rod Modell,
Scrapy,
Banda Bassotti,
The Pretty Things,
UT,
Young Marble Giants,
Flamin' Groovies,
Byron Stingily,
X-101,
The Beau Brummels,
Harpers Bizarre,
Pulsallama,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Thee Headcoats,
Swans,
The Skatalites,
Little Man, Little Man, Little Man, Little Man.
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.