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 Mali and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1969 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 organ 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 Soft Machine to the punk 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 Golliwogs. All the underground hits.
All Robert Hood tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Germs record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Aloha Tigers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Patti Smith,
Model 500,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Banda Bassotti,
Peter and Kerry,
Brothers Johnson,
Mantronix,
Underground Resistance,
Massinfluence,
The Moleskins,
Clear Light,
D'Angelo,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Slackers,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Arthur Verocai,
Girls At Our Best!,
Tubeway Army,
Surgeon,
The Raincoats,
Mandrill,
Q65,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Jawbox,
Letta Mbulu,
Newcleus,
Cameo,
the Association,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Mars,
Harmonia,
Technova,
John Lydon,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The J.B.'s,
The Remains,
Maleditus Sound,
The Invisible,
Nick Fraelich,
Godley & Creme,
Althea and Donna,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Boredoms,
Moss Icon,
Dual Sessions,
Pagans,
Sarah Menescal,
X-101,
Man Parrish,
Smog,
Jacob Miller,
Quando Quango,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Toasters,
Gang of Four,
Dark Day,
X-102,
Cluster,
The Five Americans,
Crooked Eye,
Johnny Clarke,
Groovy Waters,
the Germs, the Germs, the Germs, the Germs.
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.