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 Italy and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1964 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Jawbox to the dance 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 Oneida. All the underground hits.
All The Busters tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Iggy Pop 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
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 Colin Newman record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joy Division,
Bang On A Can,
Alphaville,
Eli Mardock,
Guru Guru,
Mars,
Sexual Harrassment,
The American Breed,
Gregory Isaacs,
Bush Tetras,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Sly & The Family Stone,
UT,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Pantaleimon,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Minor Threat,
Index,
Ludus,
Chris & Cosey,
The Electric Prunes,
AZ,
Davy DMX,
Ohio Players,
Fat Boys,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
ABBA,
Gerry Rafferty,
the Swans,
Moss Icon,
Wally Richardson,
Stockholm Monsters,
Brass Construction,
The Smoke,
Marshall Jefferson,
Idris Muhammad,
Carl Craig,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The United States of America,
Dave Gahan,
Man Eating Sloth,
Franke,
Robert Wyatt,
Albert Ayler,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Josef K,
Piero Umiliani,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Music Machine,
Erykah Badu,
Sonny Sharrock,
Excepter,
Andrew Hill,
The Mummies,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
T.S.O.L.,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Scan 7,
H. Thieme,
Gang Green,
David Axelrod,
Cabaret Voltaire, Cabaret Voltaire, Cabaret Voltaire, Cabaret Voltaire.
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.