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 Malaysia and from Madrid.
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 1969 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Calgary.
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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Silicon Teens to the electroclash 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 Maleditus Sound. All the underground hits.
All Faraquet tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Easy Going record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Echospace record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Television Personalities,
the Swans,
Sun City Girls,
Connie Case,
Kas Product,
Excepter,
Prince Buster,
The Electric Prunes,
Stetsasonic,
Jacques Brel,
Wire,
Faraquet,
LL Cool J,
Sällskapet,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Swans,
the Human League,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Pere Ubu,
Trumans Water,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Parry Music,
Dual Sessions,
Visage,
Gil Scott Heron,
Schoolly D,
Tubeway Army,
The Gap Band,
The United States of America,
Yazoo,
The Tremeloes,
The Velvet Underground,
the Association,
Agent Orange,
The Fuzztones,
Gang Green,
Gang of Four,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Aswad,
Wings,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Andrew Hill,
The Cure,
John Holt,
Barrington Levy,
The Dave Clark Five,
Al Stewart,
Ponytail,
Terry Callier,
The Golliwogs,
Camberwell Now,
Qualms,
Deadbeat,
The Barracudas,
Niagra,
The Neon Judgement,
The Selecter,
Black Moon,
The Raincoats,
Glambeats Corp.,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Rotary Connection,
Bootsy Collins, Bootsy Collins, Bootsy Collins, Bootsy Collins.
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.