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 Singapore and from Bologna.
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 1967 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 1976 at the first Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the 808 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 AZ to the grime kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Minutemen. All the underground hits.
All Matthew Bourne tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Raincoats 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Section 25 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Techniques,
Mars,
The Velvet Underground,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Soulsonic Force,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Ponytail,
Hoover,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Absolute Body Control,
Livin' Joy,
The Names,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Barry Ungar,
Mo-Dettes,
Terrestrial Tones,
Danielle Patucci,
Kurtis Blow,
Slave,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Funkadelic,
Bronski Beat,
Lindisfarne,
Andrew Hill,
Drive Like Jehu,
Soft Cell,
Section 25,
Japan,
Traffic Nightmare,
D'Angelo,
Warsaw,
Lucky Dragons,
Matthew Bourne,
Animal Collective,
Infiniti,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Ronan,
Magma,
The Cure,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Robert Wyatt,
The Slackers,
Youth Brigade,
The Busters,
Patti Smith,
Rotary Connection,
Nick Fraelich,
KRS-One,
David McCallum,
Glenn Branca,
Ultra Naté,
E-Dancer,
Funky Four + One,
Alphaville,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Nas,
DJ Sneak,
The Associates,
Sam Rivers,
Fugazi,
Blancmange,
Ornette Coleman,
Kevin Saunderson, Kevin Saunderson, Kevin Saunderson, Kevin Saunderson.
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.