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 Ecuador and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1968 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 mellotron 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 Joe Finger to the punk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Young Rascals. All the underground hits.
All Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Golliwogs record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 marimba and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Essential Logic record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Gories,
Supertramp,
Quantec,
DJ Style,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
New York Dolls,
Silicon Teens,
Make Up,
Animal Collective,
Bush Tetras,
Whodini,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Erasure,
Prince Buster,
A Certain Ratio,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Monks,
Eric Copeland,
Yaz,
Franke,
Dennis Brown,
Ohio Players,
This Heat,
Brand Nubian,
The Standells,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Tom Boy,
Fad Gadget,
Young Marble Giants,
Byron Stingily,
Alison Limerick,
Toni Rubio,
The Cure,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Last Poets,
Kool Moe Dee,
David McCallum,
Bad Manners,
Mad Mike,
Ituana,
Brothers Johnson,
Outsiders,
Sound Behaviour,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Little Man,
Sparks,
Moss Icon,
Flipper,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Negative Approach,
Cybotron,
Los Fastidios,
Sugar Minott,
The Searchers,
Nico,
Deepchord,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Pantytec,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Neon Judgement,
Malaria!,
The Beau Brummels,
Eddi Front, Eddi Front, Eddi Front, Eddi Front.
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.