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 Cameroon and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1968 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 marimba 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 Tomorrow to the jazz 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 Warren Ellis. All the underground hits.
All Vladislav Delay tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dave Gahan record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Boredoms record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Fire Engines,
Erasure,
Chris Corsano,
Marc Almond,
The Associates,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Animal Collective,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Eric B and Rakim,
Television,
Joe Smooth,
The Moleskins,
Rufus Thomas,
John Holt,
Section 25,
Cheater Slicks,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Vainqueur,
Electric Prunes,
Shuggie Otis,
Goldenarms,
Liliput,
Audionom,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Little Man,
Underground Resistance,
Wally Richardson,
Rekid,
Swans,
Jacob Miller,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Chris & Cosey,
Agitation Free,
Marine Girls,
Zapp,
Eurythmics,
EPMD,
Pulsallama,
Model 500,
New York Dolls,
Nation of Ulysses,
Qualms,
Masters at Work,
The Real Kids,
New Age Steppers,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Jawbox,
Black Pus,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
LL Cool J,
Josef K,
John Lydon,
Terrestrial Tones,
Barry Ungar,
Eddi Front,
Brass Construction,
Interpol,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish, Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish, Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish, Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish.
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.