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 Bahrain and from Glasgow.
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 1966 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Winnipeg.
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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 Don Cherry to the dance kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Gladiators. All the underground hits.
All Suicide tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Tom Boy 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Boredoms record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lalo Schifrin,
CMW,
Minutemen,
Funky Four + One,
Young Marble Giants,
KRS-One,
Gang Starr,
In Retrospect,
Yazoo,
Thompson Twins,
Bauhaus,
A Certain Ratio,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Erykah Badu,
Absolute Body Control,
The Sound,
Kevin Saunderson,
Toni Rubio,
Ituana,
Idris Muhammad,
Gabor Szabo,
Rod Modell,
The Vogues,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
OOIOO,
10cc,
Soft Cell,
Kayak,
John Cale,
Chris Corsano,
Junior Murvin,
Ultimate Spinach,
Nico,
Barbara Tucker,
Bush Tetras,
Japan,
The Doors,
The J.B.'s,
Drexciya,
Cluster,
K-Klass,
R.M.O.,
Nik Kershaw,
The Human League,
Agent Orange,
Vladislav Delay,
Yaz,
DNA,
Tubeway Army,
Icehouse,
Schoolly D,
Television,
Jawbox,
Mandrill,
Tom Boy,
Gang of Four,
Lou Reed,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Prince Buster,
Kool Moe Dee,
Flamin' Groovies,
Fugazi,
Slave, Slave, Slave, Slave.
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.