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 Botswana 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 1964 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the oboe 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 Aswad to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Doobie Brothers. All the underground hits.
All The Gap Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Marmalade 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band 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?
Bauhaus,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Happenings,
the Soft Cell,
Trumans Water,
Marshall Jefferson,
Max Romeo,
Delon & Dalcan,
the Association,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Tropical Tobacco,
Silicon Teens,
Alison Limerick,
Loose Ends,
David McCallum,
The Saints,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The Slackers,
Fear,
Drive Like Jehu,
Cal Tjader,
Bobby Byrd,
Aural Exciters,
Ludus,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Scrapy,
Bad Manners,
Sam Rivers,
10cc,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Piero Umiliani,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Crooked Eye,
Mad Mike,
Leonard Cohen,
Hashim,
Marcia Griffiths,
Pantytec,
Model 500,
Harpers Bizarre,
Khruangbin,
The Human League,
Jimmy McGriff,
Pulsallama,
The Kinks,
X-101,
K-Klass,
Hoover,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
X-Ray Spex,
Mark Hollis,
Suicide,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Kurtis Blow,
Eve St. Jones,
Masters at Work,
Erasure,
Malaria!,
Pere Ubu,
Kool Moe Dee,
Quantec, Quantec, Quantec, Quantec.
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.