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 Eritrea and from Philadelphia.
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 1967 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 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 the Slits to the jazz kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Reagan Youth. All the underground hits.
All Buzzcocks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every 10cc record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Beau Brummels record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rod Modell,
The Velvet Underground,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Motions,
The Smiths,
Radio Birdman,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Dave Clark Five,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Colin Newman,
Black Bananas,
Fad Gadget,
Scientists,
Andrew Hill,
Yellowson,
Skarface,
Sonic Youth,
Siglo XX,
Maleditus Sound,
U.S. Maple,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Real Kids,
Prince Buster,
Hoover,
Popol Vuh,
Mr. Review,
Lou Christie,
48th St. Collective,
Robert Görl,
Sandy B,
The Sound,
Harmonia,
Johnny Clarke,
John Coltrane,
Malaria!,
Bootsy Collins,
Massinfluence,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Hot Snakes,
Rotary Connection,
A Flock of Seagulls,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Gories,
Royal Trux,
Oneida,
Pere Ubu,
Iggy Pop,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Index,
Alton Ellis,
Banda Bassotti,
Wings,
the Soft Cell,
Trumans Water,
The Saints,
Supertramp,
Talk Talk,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
PIL,
Newcleus,
Arcadia, Arcadia, Arcadia, Arcadia.
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.