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 Japan and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1966 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 The Royal Family And The Poor to the funk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 the Soft Cell. All the underground hits.
All the Slits tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Isaac Hayes record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bauhaus record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Boogie Down Productions,
Theoretical Girls,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Faust,
Radio Birdman,
Freddie Wadling,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Stetsasonic,
Bobby Sherman,
Eric Copeland,
Ludus,
Erasure,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Model 500,
Sixth Finger,
Kurtis Blow,
Soulsonic Force,
Aaron Thompson,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Glambeats Corp.,
Roxette,
Dual Sessions,
Tears for Fears,
Chrome,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Stereo Dub,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Scion,
Pere Ubu,
The Slits,
KRS-One,
Das Ding,
Popol Vuh,
Girls At Our Best!,
Cybotron,
Accadde A,
Pole,
cv313,
The Five Americans,
These Immortal Souls,
Max Romeo,
Sight & Sound,
David McCallum,
Fugazi,
Sex Pistols,
CMW,
The Saints,
Albert Ayler,
Black Flag,
The Shadows of Knight,
Connie Case,
Reagan Youth,
The Durutti Column,
Animal Collective,
Harry Pussy,
World's Most,
Hasil Adkins,
Dennis Brown,
Laurel Aitken,
Drexciya,
Eli Mardock,
Rakim,
Porter Ricks, Porter Ricks, Porter Ricks, Porter Ricks.
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.