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 Nepal and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez 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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 1976 at the first Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Sunsets and Hearts to the disco kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Chrome. All the underground hits.
All Kool Moe Dee tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Barrington Levy record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Techniques record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Roy Ayers,
Mission of Burma,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Warren Ellis,
The Kinks,
Public Enemy,
Donny Hathaway,
Wally Richardson,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Slave,
Barbara Tucker,
Wasted Youth,
Shoche,
Radio Birdman,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Sonics,
The Motions,
Rekid,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Cure,
Cal Tjader,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Average White Band,
Amon Düül,
Cheater Slicks,
Essential Logic,
Schoolly D,
Cybotron,
The Toasters,
Grauzone,
Technova,
Minny Pops,
Sandy B,
Radiohead,
Soft Machine,
The Fugs,
Don Cherry,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Mo-Dettes,
Eden Ahbez,
Sonic Youth,
Soul II Soul,
kango's stein massive,
Accadde A,
Kaleidoscope,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Todd Terry,
Lakeside,
Arthur Verocai,
Siglo XX,
Johnny Osbourne,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Sexual Harrassment,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Grass Roots,
Lalann,
the Swans,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Sound,
Goldenarms,
Mantronix, Mantronix, Mantronix, Mantronix.
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.