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 Gambia and from London.
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 1962 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Philadelphia.
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 guitar 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 David Bowie to the techno kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Electric Prunes. All the underground hits.
All A Certain Ratio tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Slave 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rotary Connection record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Black Dice,
Livin' Joy,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Joey Negro,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Maleditus Sound,
Warren Ellis,
Faraquet,
Minnie Riperton,
Swell Maps,
Pulsallama,
Chrome,
Mary Jane Girls,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
48th St. Collective,
the Human League,
Throbbing Gristle,
Minny Pops,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Aaron Thompson,
Scott Walker,
H. Thieme,
Ponytail,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Yellowson,
Amon Düül II,
D'Angelo,
Bizarre Inc.,
Jesper Dahlback,
Aural Exciters,
Al Stewart,
Gang Starr,
Brothers Johnson,
Mandrill,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Sister Nancy,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Trumans Water,
Outsiders,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Gang Green,
The United States of America,
Grandmaster Flash,
Blancmange,
Nirvana,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Soul II Soul,
kango's stein massive,
the Sonics,
Dave Gahan,
the Soft Cell,
Tropical Tobacco,
DJ Sneak,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Tomorrow,
The Gun Club,
Eve St. Jones,
Index,
Mark Hollis, Mark Hollis, Mark Hollis, Mark Hollis.
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.