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 Norway and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1963 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Technova to the crunk 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 Suicide. All the underground hits.
All Rotary Connection tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Stooges record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 chamberlin and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Nico record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Soft Machine,
Surgeon,
Model 500,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Monochrome Set,
UT,
Mark Hollis,
X-101,
The Gories,
Japan,
Agitation Free,
The Slackers,
The Flesh Eaters,
Zapp,
Laurel Aitken,
Eric Dolphy,
June of 44,
Robert Görl,
Boz Scaggs,
Peter & Gordon,
Sun City Girls,
Lou Christie,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Flipper,
Letta Mbulu,
Ohio Players,
The American Breed,
Altered Images,
Nation of Ulysses,
Procol Harum,
Nick Fraelich,
Sight & Sound,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Bootsy Collins,
Juan Atkins,
Basic Channel,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Pere Ubu,
Fela Kuti,
Minnie Riperton,
DJ Style,
Soulsonic Force,
Rekid,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Motions,
Johnny Clarke,
Hoover,
Lakeside,
Tres Demented,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Man Eating Sloth,
the Swans,
Althea and Donna,
Boredoms,
Half Japanese,
Gerry Rafferty,
Barry Ungar,
The Sound,
B.T. Express,
Rakim, Rakim, Rakim, Rakim.
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.