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 Kiribati and from Edmonton.
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 1961 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Gerry Rafferty to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Rufus Thomas. All the underground hits.
All Andrew Hill tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rufus Thomas record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 linndrum and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Vogues record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ossler,
Glenn Branca,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Black Dice,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Rufus Thomas,
Brass Construction,
Pylon,
Gabor Szabo,
Pantytec,
Metal Thangz,
Faraquet,
The Sonics,
Swell Maps,
Niagra,
8 Eyed Spy,
Dave Gahan,
The Selecter,
Godley & Creme,
Warren Ellis,
Underground Resistance,
Idris Muhammad,
Babytalk,
H. Thieme,
Fugazi,
Tres Demented,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Pharoah Sanders,
Junior Murvin,
Derrick May,
Loose Ends,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Spandau Ballet,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Massinfluence,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Chris & Cosey,
Isaac Hayes,
Inner City,
Pagans,
Duran Duran,
Grauzone,
Stereo Dub,
Cameo,
The Smoke,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Mars,
Soul Sonic Force,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Unwound,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
X-101,
Livin' Joy,
These Immortal Souls,
The Music Machine,
The Offenders,
The Golliwogs,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Human League, The Human League, The Human League, The Human League.
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.