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 Liechtenstein and from Paris.
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 1969 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Quantec 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 Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo. All the underground hits.
All Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Connie Case record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 an oboe and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Delon & Dalcan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sarah Menescal,
Section 25,
Juan Atkins,
the Soft Cell,
Moss Icon,
Robert Wyatt,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Derrick Morgan,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Surgeon,
The Gun Club,
Eden Ahbez,
Lucky Dragons,
Dawn Penn,
Peter and Kerry,
Scan 7,
Deakin,
Colin Newman,
Niagra,
World's Most,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Dead C,
Spandau Ballet,
Deepchord,
Peter & Gordon,
The Red Krayola,
Organ,
Adolescents,
Wire,
Brand Nubian,
Pharoah Sanders,
Brothers Johnson,
Grauzone,
Sound Behaviour,
Main Source,
This Heat,
D'Angelo,
Camberwell Now,
Al Stewart,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Fear,
KRS-One,
The Last Poets,
Malaria!,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Monks,
The Pretty Things,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Kinks,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Metal Thangz,
The Beau Brummels,
Sixth Finger,
Altered Images,
Zero Boys,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
June Days,
Rapeman,
The Neon Judgement,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Blancmange,
The Tremeloes,
The Skatalites, The Skatalites, The Skatalites, The Skatalites.
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.