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 Italy and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia 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 1964 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the theremin 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 John Foxx to the disco kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 The Velvet Underground. All the underground hits.
All The Names tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pole 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lalann record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sonny Sharrock,
Minnie Riperton,
The Slits,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Archie Shepp,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Big Daddy Kane,
Tommy Roe,
Yellowson,
Theoretical Girls,
Adolescents,
The Moleskins,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Livin' Joy,
Barry Ungar,
Subhumans,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Man Parrish,
Mark Hollis,
Kas Product,
Bauhaus,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Brand Nubian,
Newcleus,
Model 500,
Todd Terry,
One Last Wish,
Nils Olav,
Soul II Soul,
Darondo,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
This Heat,
Section 25,
Danielle Patucci,
Kenny Larkin,
Interpol,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Joe Smooth,
Babytalk,
Hashim,
Grauzone,
Erykah Badu,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Saccharine Trust,
Scientists,
Aaron Thompson,
Lower 48,
The Residents,
Public Enemy,
DJ Style,
Robert Hood,
Steve Hackett,
Michelle Simonal,
The Count Five,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Pharoah Sanders,
Fluxion,
Gang Gang Dance,
Reagan Youth,
The Monochrome Set,
The Grass Roots, The Grass Roots, The Grass Roots, The Grass Roots.
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.