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 Georgia and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Manchester.
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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Soul Sonic Force to the disco kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Dead Boys. All the underground hits.
All Deakin tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Alice Coltrane record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Flipper record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Crooked Eye,
Johnny Clarke,
Essential Logic,
Monolake,
Eric B and Rakim,
World's Most,
Joey Negro,
Vladislav Delay,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Chrome,
Roxy Music,
The Skatalites,
Metal Thangz,
Davy DMX,
The Happenings,
Marmalade,
10cc,
Jesper Dahlback,
Idris Muhammad,
DJ Sneak,
Flash Fearless,
Eli Mardock,
Minnie Riperton,
Max Romeo,
Wings,
Steve Hackett,
Camberwell Now,
Tommy Roe,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Mantronix,
The Busters,
Traffic Nightmare,
Visage,
Dorothy Ashby,
Cluster,
The Gories,
Althea and Donna,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
a-ha,
Shuggie Otis,
Suicide,
Radiohead,
The Star Department,
Deepchord,
Grauzone,
Vainqueur,
Ornette Coleman,
Minor Threat,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Average White Band,
Intrusion,
Thee Headcoats,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Mark Hollis,
Adolescents,
Unrelated Segments,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Matthew Bourne,
The Dirtbombs,
Shoche,
Barrington Levy,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Quadrant, Quadrant, Quadrant, Quadrant.
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.