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 Papua New Guinea and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1965 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 linndrum 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 Soulsonic Force to the crunk 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 Joensuu 1685. All the underground hits.
All Fatback Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Public Enemy record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 linndrum and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Larry & the Blue Notes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joe Finger,
Radio Birdman,
Michelle Simonal,
Talk Talk,
Deadbeat,
The Blackbyrds,
New Age Steppers,
Alison Limerick,
Frankie Knuckles,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Mojo Men,
Fatback Band,
Hasil Adkins,
David Axelrod,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Rufus Thomas,
Hot Snakes,
Bobby Womack,
The Fugs,
Avey Tare,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Marshall Jefferson,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Monolake,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Soul Sonic Force,
Pere Ubu,
Connie Case,
Archie Shepp,
The Smiths,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Gladiators,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
B.T. Express,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Standells,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Blancmange,
Gichy Dan,
Chrome,
Hoover,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Mandrill,
Lou Christie,
Roger Hodgson,
F. McDonald,
Smog,
Bill Near,
Ultra Naté,
Duran Duran,
Derrick Morgan,
Camberwell Now,
Easy Going,
Cybotron,
Eddi Front,
the Bar-Kays,
Funky Four + One,
Don Cherry,
Cecil Taylor,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band, The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band, The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band, The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band.
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.