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 Libya and from Sao Paulo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 Milan and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 Fad Gadget to the disco kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Suburban Knight. All the underground hits.
All Jeru the Damaja tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every June of 44 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 güiro and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scott Walker record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
MC5,
Wasted Youth,
Sam Rivers,
Stockholm Monsters,
Swans,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Delon & Dalcan,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Laurel Aitken,
Flipper,
Kerrie Biddell,
Eyeless In Gaza,
One Last Wish,
DNA,
Marc Almond,
Basic Channel,
Black Flag,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Matthew Bourne,
New Order,
Zapp,
Aloha Tigers,
Fugazi,
Steve Hackett,
Camouflage,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Beau Brummels,
Grey Daturas,
Ludus,
Prince Buster,
Fort Wilson Riot,
A Flock of Seagulls,
H. Thieme,
Bush Tetras,
The Doors,
Spoonie Gee,
The Birthday Party,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Desert Stars,
The Detroit Cobras,
The Gap Band,
Animal Collective,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
DJ Style,
Monks,
Intrusion,
Lucky Dragons,
K-Klass,
Ten City,
Nils Olav,
The Doobie Brothers,
Kenny Larkin,
The Red Krayola,
Pussy Galore,
Darondo,
Porter Ricks,
Rhythm & Sound,
Gang Green,
Funky Four + One,
Hashim,
Metal Thangz,
Joyce Sims, Joyce Sims, Joyce Sims, Joyce Sims.
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.