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 Iceland and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1965.
I was there at the first Beefheart show in Lancaster.
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 1969 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Main Source to the techno kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Drexciya. All the underground hits.
All Suburban Knight tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Grauzone record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Soul Sonic Force record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Zero Boys,
Alice Coltrane,
Letta Mbulu,
Bluetip,
Minutemen,
Pere Ubu,
Surgeon,
The Young Rascals,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
T.S.O.L.,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Gregory Isaacs,
Niagra,
Crispian St. Peters,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Aural Exciters,
Ken Boothe,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Durutti Column,
Ossler,
Junior Murvin,
Black Sheep,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Walker Brothers,
New Order,
Bobby Womack,
Lou Christie,
Eric B and Rakim,
Bauhaus,
The Red Krayola,
A Certain Ratio,
Delon & Dalcan,
Neu!,
the Germs,
the Swans,
Peter & Gordon,
Pharoah Sanders,
Marc Almond,
Brass Construction,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Scientists,
Skarface,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Monks,
Patti Smith,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Organ,
The Skatalites,
The Electric Prunes,
Japan,
MC5,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Warren Ellis,
Absolute Body Control,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Ultravox,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Mummies,
Byron Stingily,
Massinfluence,
Roger Hodgson,
Kenny Larkin, Kenny Larkin, Kenny Larkin, Kenny Larkin.
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.