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 Norway and from Taipei.
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 1961 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the güiro 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 Warsaw 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 Kerri Chandler. All the underground hits.
All Sandy B tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Schoolly D record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pantytec record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Aaron Thompson,
Q and Not U,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Television,
Todd Terry,
Cal Tjader,
The New Christs,
Intrusion,
Gichy Dan,
Massinfluence,
Malaria!,
Adolescents,
Young Marble Giants,
Crooked Eye,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Eric Copeland,
The Modern Lovers,
Robert Wyatt,
Moby Grape,
Pantaleimon,
Oneida,
Y Pants,
the Soft Cell,
Gerry Rafferty,
the Fania All-Stars,
Scion,
Warren Ellis,
The Gladiators,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Electric Light Orchestra,
LL Cool J,
Neil Young,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Maurizio,
Prince Buster,
Vladislav Delay,
48th St. Collective,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Youth Brigade,
Metal Thangz,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Unwound,
Colin Newman,
Schoolly D,
Fat Boys,
X-102,
Judy Mowatt,
Swell Maps,
Rhythm & Sound,
CMW,
Derrick Morgan,
Pole,
Blake Baxter,
Average White Band,
Max Romeo,
the Germs,
ABBA,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Mo-Dettes,
Glenn Branca,
Agent Orange,
The Tremeloes,
The Detroit Cobras,
June Days,
Lungfish, Lungfish, Lungfish, Lungfish.
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.