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 Niger and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Throbbing Gristle 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 1968 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Mark Hollis to the disco kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Chris Corsano. All the underground hits.
All Bobby Hutcherson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dead Boys record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Visage record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Massinfluence,
Soul Sonic Force,
Dave Gahan,
Boz Scaggs,
Robert Wyatt,
Popol Vuh,
The Techniques,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Panda Bear,
The Residents,
Pharoah Sanders,
Warren Ellis,
Babytalk,
Gastr Del Sol,
Ten City,
Marvin Gaye,
the Association,
Altered Images,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Motions,
It's A Beautiful Day,
10cc,
JFA,
Cybotron,
Von Mondo,
Newcleus,
Ronnie Foster,
Essential Logic,
Soulsonic Force,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Lakeside,
Letta Mbulu,
Oneida,
Alton Ellis,
The Skatalites,
The Cosmic Jokers,
The Busters,
Harpers Bizarre,
Sparks,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Sight & Sound,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Eric Copeland,
James White and The Blacks,
Bad Manners,
Reuben Wilson,
Flamin' Groovies,
Wolf Eyes,
The American Breed,
DNA,
Ken Boothe,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Toni Rubio,
Boogie Down Productions,
kango's stein massive,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
T.S.O.L.,
Metal Thangz,
Sonic Youth,
Fela Kuti,
Scrapy,
Absolute Body Control,
Skriet,
The Last Poets, The Last Poets, The Last Poets, The Last Poets.
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.