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 East Timor and from Milan.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 synthesizer 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 Oblivians to the disco kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Unwound. All the underground hits.
All Electric Prunes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Radio Birdman record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 guitar and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Smog record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Drexciya,
A Certain Ratio,
Harry Pussy,
Avey Tare,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
FM Einheit,
Supertramp,
Roy Ayers,
Eurythmics,
John Lydon,
The Cramps,
Rotary Connection,
Guru Guru,
Gang Gang Dance,
Livin' Joy,
Todd Terry,
Ultimate Spinach,
In Retrospect,
Quantec,
Roxy Music,
New Age Steppers,
Stereo Dub,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Brand Nubian,
Peter & Gordon,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Blackbyrds,
The Gladiators,
U.S. Maple,
The Pretty Things,
John Coltrane,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Beau Brummels,
Thompson Twins,
Lou Reed,
Moss Icon,
Neil Young,
Junior Murvin,
Yellowson,
Laurel Aitken,
The Move,
The Moody Blues,
Severed Heads,
Fatback Band,
Marc Almond,
Donny Hathaway,
Flamin' Groovies,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Bluetip,
Sight & Sound,
The Angels of Light,
Porter Ricks,
Radiopuhelimet,
Moebius,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Black Flag,
Minor Threat,
Scion,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds, Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds, Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds, Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds.
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.