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 Palau and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1970.
I was there at the first Onyeabor show in Enugu.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Joyce Sims to the dance 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 Crispy Ambulance. All the underground hits.
All Shoche tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Alphaville record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a guitar 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 güiro and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Sisters of Mercy,
the Soft Cell,
Hasil Adkins,
Unwound,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Stockholm Monsters,
Sonic Youth,
Gerry Rafferty,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Smoke,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Ronnie Foster,
Section 25,
Gang Gang Dance,
Main Source,
Reuben Wilson,
Eric Dolphy,
The Star Department,
Newcleus,
Animal Collective,
Lyres,
Inner City,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Beau Brummels,
Althea and Donna,
A Flock of Seagulls,
LL Cool J,
Dark Day,
Davy DMX,
Excepter,
Albert Ayler,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Dawn Penn,
The Litter,
Anakelly,
Silicon Teens,
Aloha Tigers,
The Walker Brothers,
The Kinks,
David McCallum,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Fire Engines,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Jimmy McGriff,
Ossler,
The Motions,
UT,
Sun Ra,
The Real Kids,
Nas,
Aural Exciters,
The Toasters,
Scratch Acid,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Fear,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Heaven 17, Heaven 17, Heaven 17, Heaven 17.
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.