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 Antigua and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 arpeggiator 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 Stereo Dub to the crunk 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 Robert Wyatt. All the underground hits.
All Dawn Penn tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Alton Ellis 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Skaos record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Gories,
Half Japanese,
Rhythm & Sound,
Gichy Dan,
Mad Mike,
Curtis Mayfield,
Jeru the Damaja,
Heaven 17,
Grandmaster Flash,
Pantytec,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Minnie Riperton,
Television Personalities,
Flipper,
UT,
Marc Almond,
Black Moon,
Subhumans,
the Slits,
Magma,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Matthew Bourne,
The Happenings,
Reagan Youth,
Kerrie Biddell,
X-Ray Spex,
Pulsallama,
Harmonia,
Average White Band,
Fear,
Derrick Morgan,
Kas Product,
The Beau Brummels,
Darondo,
Bobby Byrd,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Dennis Brown,
Inner City,
The Electric Prunes,
Soft Machine,
Aswad,
Jeff Mills,
Scan 7,
The Gun Club,
Massinfluence,
Saccharine Trust,
Man Eating Sloth,
Peter & Gordon,
Technova,
Skaos,
kango's stein massive,
Electric Light Orchestra,
X-101,
Ituana,
The New Christs,
Echospace,
Soft Cell,
Lungfish,
The Moody Blues, The Moody Blues, The Moody Blues, The Moody Blues.
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.