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 Marshall Islands and from Sao Paulo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1966 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the theremin 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 Pulsallama to the rap kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Human League. All the underground hits.
All 8 Eyed Spy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every JFA 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kerri Chandler record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Blossom Toes,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Evens,
Mandrill,
Bang On A Can,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Ituana,
Camouflage,
Sällskapet,
Glambeats Corp.,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
The Walker Brothers,
The Blues Magoos,
Big Daddy Kane,
Half Japanese,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Fall,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Derrick May,
the Sonics,
The Pop Group,
Section 25,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Robert Görl,
Spoonie Gee,
Television,
Kool Moe Dee,
Yellowson,
Spandau Ballet,
Gregory Isaacs,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Bill Near,
The Index,
Lower 48,
Rotary Connection,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Brick,
Crispian St. Peters,
Deadbeat,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Bootsy Collins,
Black Bananas,
Arcadia,
Anakelly,
Eden Ahbez,
The Durutti Column,
Susan Cadogan,
Lalann,
Delon & Dalcan,
Drexciya,
Bobby Byrd,
Roxy Music,
Matthew Bourne,
Rufus Thomas,
OOIOO, OOIOO, OOIOO, OOIOO.
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.