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 Lithuania and from Milan.
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 1963 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Taipei.
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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Minnie Riperton to the grime 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 Ludus. All the underground hits.
All Brothers Johnson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ultimate Spinach record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Mo-Dettes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Surgeon,
Ten City,
Lower 48,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Ken Boothe,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Maurizio,
Ponytail,
The Modern Lovers,
Roxette,
The Fire Engines,
Scientists,
Sparks,
The Knickerbockers,
Quando Quango,
Ice-T,
Sonic Youth,
PIL,
Peter and Kerry,
Fad Gadget,
Terry Callier,
Scratch Acid,
Warsaw,
Pere Ubu,
Patti Smith,
Alton Ellis,
Crooked Eye,
The Alarm Clocks,
B.T. Express,
Tropical Tobacco,
Interpol,
Gong,
Adolescents,
Accadde A,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Tomorrow,
Jesper Dahlback,
Rod Modell,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Tears for Fears,
The Busters,
UT,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Procol Harum,
The Star Department,
Kenny Larkin,
Cybotron,
Andrew Hill,
Visage,
Minutemen,
Reuben Wilson,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Monochrome Set,
Wings,
Roxy Music,
Kayak,
Symarip,
Scott Walker,
John Foxx,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Unrelated Segments,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch.
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.