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 Haiti and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1960 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 Wake to the disco kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Wolf Eyes. All the underground hits.
All 10cc tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Soft Machine 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Tommy Roe record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Chris & Cosey,
CMW,
The Monks,
Model 500,
the Swans,
Skaos,
Subhumans,
Man Eating Sloth,
Pierre Henry,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
World's Most,
The Barracudas,
Pantytec,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Radio Birdman,
Yaz,
Ludus,
Tubeway Army,
The Fire Engines,
Livin' Joy,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Stereo Dub,
Josef K,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Barbara Tucker,
Von Mondo,
Jacob Miller,
Sarah Menescal,
Cal Tjader,
The Mojo Men,
Gang of Four,
Leonard Cohen,
Slick Rick,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Mary Jane Girls,
Delon & Dalcan,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
48th St. Collective,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Gastr Del Sol,
Swell Maps,
The Real Kids,
Soulsonic Force,
Archie Shepp,
Morten Harket,
Severed Heads,
Zero Boys,
Grandmaster Flash,
One Last Wish,
The Fugs,
Icehouse,
Jandek,
The Walker Brothers,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Offenders,
The Leaves,
Suicide,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Smoke,
Pet Shop Boys,
Bootsy Collins,
Neu!,
Pylon, Pylon, Pylon, Pylon.
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.