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 Jakarta.
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 1960 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Jesper Dahlbäck to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Ultimate Spinach. All the underground hits.
All The Electric Prunes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Von Mondo record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Peter and Kerry record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Siglo XX,
The Trojans,
Quando Quango,
Sixth Finger,
Joensuu 1685,
Nick Fraelich,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Q and Not U,
Pantytec,
Ice-T,
Sandy B,
Nico,
Lou Christie,
Grey Daturas,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
China Crisis,
Roxy Music,
Ohio Players,
Curtis Mayfield,
Robert Görl,
Echospace,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Iggy Pop,
Ten City,
Camberwell Now,
Nik Kershaw,
Yellowson,
Marine Girls,
Man Eating Sloth,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Gun Club,
Rites of Spring,
Quadrant,
Sound Behaviour,
Grauzone,
Vladislav Delay,
Saccharine Trust,
Pulsallama,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Music Machine,
Scion,
Funkadelic,
New York Dolls,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Radiopuhelimet,
Lebanon Hanover,
Harmonia,
Don Cherry,
The Dirtbombs,
Jeff Lynne,
Essential Logic,
Al Stewart,
Judy Mowatt,
PIL,
Kayak,
Agitation Free,
Gong,
Rakim,
Black Flag,
Gregory Isaacs,
Bang On A Can,
Harry Pussy, Harry Pussy, Harry Pussy, Harry Pussy.
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.