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 Cyprus and from Sao Paulo.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the güiro 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 The Shadows of Knight to the disco kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Motorama. All the underground hits.
All The Fugs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every cv313 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a AZ record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Crispian St. Peters,
Average White Band,
Pierre Henry,
Barrington Levy,
Avey Tare,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Cosmic Jokers,
The Young Rascals,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Pulsallama,
John Coltrane,
Mr. Review,
Moss Icon,
The Dead C,
The Angels of Light,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Moody Blues,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Quadrant,
Bad Manners,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Seeds,
Max Romeo,
Sight & Sound,
Eurythmics,
Theoretical Girls,
cv313,
Glambeats Corp.,
Gang Gang Dance,
Sonic Youth,
Jandek,
The United States of America,
The Gladiators,
Mars,
Anthony Braxton,
Lungfish,
Marc Almond,
The Residents,
Scratch Acid,
PIL,
Boogie Down Productions,
Neil Young,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Faust,
ABBA,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Pop Group,
Spoonie Gee,
The Fortunes,
OOIOO,
Fugazi,
Marine Girls,
The Gap Band,
Aloha Tigers,
Au Pairs,
The Blues Magoos,
Gerry Rafferty,
John Lydon, John Lydon, John Lydon, John Lydon.
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.