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 Liechtenstein and from Sao Paulo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1960 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Schoolly D to the grime 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 FM Einheit. All the underground hits.
All Ituana tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Slick Rick record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Angels of Light & Akron/Family record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Charles Mingus,
Stiv Bators,
X-Ray Spex,
Maleditus Sound,
The Birthday Party,
Hashim,
Oblivians,
The Moody Blues,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Black Dice,
Suicide,
Black Flag,
Spoonie Gee,
The Cowsills,
Big Daddy Kane,
Goldenarms,
Scientists,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Leonard Cohen,
Pere Ubu,
Eric B and Rakim,
Peter and Kerry,
Lungfish,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Jacques Brel,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Mars,
Althea and Donna,
Babytalk,
This Heat,
Robert Hood,
Janne Schatter,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Index,
Rakim,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Ituana,
cv313,
Excepter,
La Düsseldorf,
Camberwell Now,
Icehouse,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
James Chance & The Contortions,
DNA,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
a-ha,
T.S.O.L.,
Supertramp,
AZ,
U.S. Maple,
Oneida,
The Motions,
Loose Ends,
Marine Girls,
Eden Ahbez,
Man Parrish,
Outsiders,
Thompson Twins,
Absolute Body Control,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Minny Pops, Minny Pops, Minny Pops, Minny Pops.
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.