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 Slovakia and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1968 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Sun City Girls to the rock 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 Kool Moe Dee. All the underground hits.
All Delon & Dalcan 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 jazz 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 guitar and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Audionom record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Patti Smith,
Porter Ricks,
Organ,
Jeru the Damaja,
Bluetip,
Surgeon,
Desert Stars,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Lou Christie,
Girls At Our Best!,
Erasure,
Skarface,
Con Funk Shun,
The Detroit Cobras,
Sound Behaviour,
Yellowson,
Juan Atkins,
The Monks,
Eurythmics,
John Foxx,
Wire,
Groovy Waters,
Funky Four + One,
Lyres,
The Skatalites,
The Beau Brummels,
Tommy Roe,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Blossom Toes,
Marshall Jefferson,
Gang of Four,
Laurel Aitken,
Infiniti,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Traffic Nightmare,
Derrick Morgan,
Bobby Sherman,
MDC,
The Doobie Brothers,
John Lydon,
Donny Hathaway,
The Five Americans,
Mary Jane Girls,
Jerry's Kids,
the Normal,
Arcadia,
Pylon,
Terry Callier,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Kool Moe Dee,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Bizarre Inc.,
Drexciya,
Yaz,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Iggy Pop,
Quantec,
Echospace,
DJ Style,
Ultimate Spinach,
PIL,
Clear Light, Clear Light, Clear Light, Clear Light.
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.