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 Belgium and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 In Retrospect to the grime 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 Bobbi Humphrey. All the underground hits.
All Motorama tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Reuben Wilson 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Trumans Water record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Depeche Mode,
Dennis Brown,
Con Funk Shun,
Lungfish,
OOIOO,
cv313,
Mark Hollis,
Harpers Bizarre,
the Human League,
Rotary Connection,
Kenny Larkin,
Average White Band,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Spoonie Gee,
Public Image Ltd.,
Fad Gadget,
Zapp,
Slave,
Easy Going,
Scientists,
Panda Bear,
U.S. Maple,
Joensuu 1685,
Heaven 17,
Crime,
Sex Pistols,
Quantec,
Von Mondo,
Dawn Penn,
Accadde A,
UT,
Section 25,
Jandek,
The Cure,
Gabor Szabo,
The Associates,
The Invisible,
Shoche,
The Velvet Underground,
Vainqueur,
Marmalade,
Bobby Womack,
John Lydon,
R.M.O.,
Joyce Sims,
The Shadows of Knight,
Alton Ellis,
the Soft Cell,
Don Cherry,
Camouflage,
The Angels of Light,
Newcleus,
Joey Negro,
Japan,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Al Stewart,
Rites of Spring,
Josef K,
Sixth Finger,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Vladislav Delay,
Lalo Schifrin, Lalo Schifrin, Lalo Schifrin, Lalo Schifrin.
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.