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 Syria and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel to the dance 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 Graham Central Station. All the underground hits.
All Crime tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cecil Taylor 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Grass Roots record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jeff Mills,
Mad Mike,
Crooked Eye,
Q65,
The Invisible,
Anakelly,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Barracudas,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Amazonics,
The Durutti Column,
The Cowsills,
Thee Headcoats,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Godley & Creme,
Arcadia,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Vogues,
DJ Sneak,
Gregory Isaacs,
PIL,
DNA,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Marine Girls,
The Fall,
Kerri Chandler,
Surgeon,
Andrew Hill,
Altered Images,
T.S.O.L.,
Swell Maps,
Graham Central Station,
Desert Stars,
Lalo Schifrin,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Dark Day,
Shuggie Otis,
The Count Five,
The Mojo Men,
The Electric Prunes,
Big Daddy Kane,
Depeche Mode,
Howard Jones,
Delta 5,
Scrapy,
B.T. Express,
Joey Negro,
Dawn Penn,
Loose Ends,
Spoonie Gee,
Alison Limerick,
The Grass Roots,
Girls At Our Best!,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Grey Daturas,
Bang On A Can, Bang On A Can, Bang On A Can, Bang On A Can.
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.