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 Stockholm.
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 1963 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 Fall to the techno kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Yazoo. All the underground hits.
All The Velvet Underground tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Heavy D & The Boyz record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 harpsichord and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Roger Hodgson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Arthur Verocai,
Index,
Chris & Cosey,
The Birthday Party,
Model 500,
The Five Americans,
Robert Wyatt,
Alphaville,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Skatalites,
X-102,
Mo-Dettes,
Spoonie Gee,
Minnie Riperton,
Qualms,
Erykah Badu,
Joe Smooth,
The Remains,
Drive Like Jehu,
Lalo Schifrin,
Livin' Joy,
Schoolly D,
Massinfluence,
Mantronix,
Public Enemy,
The Motions,
Pharoah Sanders,
Tim Buckley,
The Detroit Cobras,
The Moleskins,
Intrusion,
Ludus,
Cameo,
Los Fastidios,
Parry Music,
Basic Channel,
Bronski Beat,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Eurythmics,
Public Image Ltd.,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Black Pus,
The Index,
Bob Dylan,
Camouflage,
Severed Heads,
Saccharine Trust,
Sun City Girls,
Danielle Patucci,
Scientists,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Cure,
Tres Demented,
Kool Moe Dee,
Panda Bear,
Gerry Rafferty,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Maleditus Sound,
Visage,
MC5,
Neu!,
Charles Mingus, Charles Mingus, Charles Mingus, Charles Mingus.
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.