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 Switzerland and from Manchester.
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 1964 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 Gregory Isaacs to the rock kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Radio Birdman. All the underground hits.
All Wolf Eyes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ronan record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Joensuu 1685 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
LL Cool J,
China Crisis,
Essential Logic,
Eric Copeland,
X-Ray Spex,
James White and The Blacks,
Big Daddy Kane,
Infiniti,
Gerry Rafferty,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Hasil Adkins,
Dorothy Ashby,
Faraquet,
The Tremeloes,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Quando Quango,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Unwound,
Nas,
Barry Ungar,
Alton Ellis,
Lakeside,
X-102,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Reagan Youth,
Electric Prunes,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Gladiators,
Rekid,
The Moleskins,
Lightning Bolt,
Theoretical Girls,
F. McDonald,
Sparks,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Deakin,
The Grass Roots,
Magma,
Fear,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Harry Pussy,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Misunderstood,
The American Breed,
The Saints,
JFA,
Marshall Jefferson,
Arcadia,
The Litter,
Skriet,
Arab on Radar,
Archie Shepp,
Gang Green,
Leonard Cohen,
FM Einheit,
Harmonia,
Pulsallama,
Avey Tare,
Todd Rundgren,
Ralphi Rosario,
Robert Görl,
Ornette Coleman,
The Neon Judgement, The Neon Judgement, The Neon Judgement, The Neon Judgement.
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.