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 India and from Johannesburg.
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 Bremen and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 arpeggiator 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 Delta 5 to the jazz kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Nas. All the underground hits.
All Janne Schatter tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Quantec 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Piero Umiliani record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lee Hazlewood,
Brothers Johnson,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Neon Judgement,
Nas,
Tim Buckley,
The Standells,
The Durutti Column,
the Slits,
Radiopuhelimet,
Sugar Minott,
E-Dancer,
Public Image Ltd.,
Mandrill,
New Age Steppers,
Kenny Larkin,
MDC,
Gang Starr,
Arthur Verocai,
Quantec,
The Happenings,
The Electric Prunes,
The New Christs,
Susan Cadogan,
Dave Gahan,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Swans,
Von Mondo,
Outsiders,
FM Einheit,
Alison Limerick,
Joyce Sims,
Cybotron,
The Buckinghams,
Erykah Badu,
The J.B.'s,
The United States of America,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
T. Rex,
Audionom,
Agent Orange,
Half Japanese,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Move,
Los Fastidios,
Metal Thangz,
Jeff Lynne,
Bush Tetras,
Ohio Players,
Deepchord,
Faust,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
The Slits,
The Skatalites,
Amazonics,
The Stooges,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
X-102,
Panda Bear,
Bobby Womack,
Gang of Four,
Prince Buster, Prince Buster, Prince Buster, Prince Buster.
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.