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 Australia and from Toronto.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Funkadelic to the rock 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 Scratch Acid. All the underground hits.
All The Gories tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rekid record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Technova record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Vainqueur,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Juan Atkins,
Barbara Tucker,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Lindisfarne,
Symarip,
Adolescents,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Derrick May,
Flash Fearless,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Radio Birdman,
Sugar Minott,
The Monochrome Set,
Albert Ayler,
Maleditus Sound,
The Motions,
Joy Division,
John Cale,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Toasters,
Young Marble Giants,
New York Dolls,
Ultravox,
Skriet,
Youth Brigade,
Matthew Halsall,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Brick,
The Doors,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Barrington Levy,
Pagans,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Trojans,
Johnny Osbourne,
Colin Newman,
Cluster,
Ultra Naté,
The Invisible,
The Golliwogs,
Pantytec,
The Gladiators,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Bobbi Humphrey,
MC5,
8 Eyed Spy,
Intrusion,
The Alarm Clocks,
Shuggie Otis,
The Grass Roots,
Ten City,
Icehouse,
Dual Sessions,
Soft Machine,
Tropical Tobacco,
Guru Guru,
the Soft Cell,
Khruangbin,
48th St. Collective,
Newcleus,
Negative Approach, Negative Approach, Negative Approach, Negative Approach.
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.