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 Spain and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Throbbing Gristle 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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 marimba 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 Alison Limerick to the punk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Teenage Jesus and the Jerks. All the underground hits.
All L. Decosne tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Busters record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a New Age Steppers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bobby Byrd,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
One Last Wish,
The Human League,
Yazoo,
Jesper Dahlback,
Ice-T,
Idris Muhammad,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Gastr Del Sol,
John Cale,
Ohio Players,
Don Cherry,
Sonny Sharrock,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Tropical Tobacco,
A Certain Ratio,
Ralphi Rosario,
Au Pairs,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Joyce Sims,
The Remains,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Invisible,
Johnny Osbourne,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
the Association,
Soft Cell,
Black Sheep,
Black Flag,
The Detroit Cobras,
Quadrant,
The Dave Clark Five,
Ludus,
R.M.O.,
Man Eating Sloth,
Wally Richardson,
The Blues Magoos,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Cameo,
Jeff Mills,
Lakeside,
Youth Brigade,
World's Most,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Beau Brummels,
The Cure,
Ituana,
China Crisis,
The Zeros,
Severed Heads,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Barracudas,
Roxy Music,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Country Teasers,
Sun Ra,
Juan Atkins,
Amazonics, Amazonics, Amazonics, Amazonics.
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.