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 Ireland and from Tehran.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 1983 at the first Art of Noise practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Vainqueur to the rock kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 This Heat. All the underground hits.
All Joensuu 1685 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Idris Muhammad 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gang Green record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bobby Hutcherson,
Bill Wells,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Slits,
Danielle Patucci,
Aaron Thompson,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Basic Channel,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
John Lydon,
Graham Central Station,
World's Most,
Cameo,
The Moleskins,
Matthew Bourne,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Fugs,
Todd Rundgren,
Black Sheep,
Robert Görl,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
kango's stein massive,
Flamin' Groovies,
Freddie Wadling,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Gabor Szabo,
K-Klass,
KRS-One,
Average White Band,
Rhythm & Sound,
Kool Moe Dee,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Anakelly,
Roxette,
The Skatalites,
Prince Buster,
Scrapy,
Groovy Waters,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Fluxion,
Scratch Acid,
Talk Talk,
FM Einheit,
Anthony Braxton,
Mission of Burma,
The Victims,
Country Teasers,
Rufus Thomas,
Suburban Knight,
The Sonics,
Television,
Qualms,
Wire,
One Last Wish,
The Names,
Section 25,
Drexciya,
Black Moon,
Second Layer, Second Layer, Second Layer, Second Layer.
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.