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 Mexico and from Mexico City.
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 1961 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 Sandy B 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 Stockholm Monsters. All the underground hits.
All The Birthday Party tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Golliwogs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dawn Penn,
Ludus,
Young Marble Giants,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Chrome,
The Music Machine,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Eden Ahbez,
Eve St. Jones,
Marine Girls,
the Association,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Liliput,
Sarah Menescal,
Henry Cow,
Todd Terry,
Severed Heads,
cv313,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
FM Einheit,
Soul II Soul,
Ossler,
Audionom,
KRS-One,
OOIOO,
Gastr Del Sol,
Porter Ricks,
Lungfish,
Rites of Spring,
Sixth Finger,
The Count Five,
Flash Fearless,
Andrew Hill,
The Smoke,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Drexciya,
Carl Craig,
Hasil Adkins,
The Wake,
Eurythmics,
Danielle Patucci,
Rosa Yemen,
Harry Pussy,
The Seeds,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Searchers,
Bill Wells,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Jawbox,
Loose Ends,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Wasted Youth,
Crispian St. Peters,
Theoretical Girls,
Neil Young,
Warsaw,
Brick,
The Cure,
Sun Ra, Sun Ra, Sun Ra, Sun Ra.
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.