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 Grenada and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1968 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 10cc to the rock kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Adolescents. All the underground hits.
All Little Man tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Todd Terry 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Swans record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Wire,
Minny Pops,
Ituana,
Tears for Fears,
Niagra,
Little Man,
DJ Sneak,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Goldenarms,
Gang Gang Dance,
Subhumans,
Eden Ahbez,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Skarface,
Piero Umiliani,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Ronan,
the Association,
The Cramps,
Kaleidoscope,
Leonard Cohen,
John Foxx,
Gong,
Peter and Kerry,
Brick,
Wally Richardson,
Brass Construction,
Gil Scott Heron,
Terry Callier,
EPMD,
Simply Red,
LL Cool J,
Urselle,
Arthur Verocai,
The Black Dice,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Kool Moe Dee,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Toasters,
Los Fastidios,
Japan,
Eurythmics,
Johnny Clarke,
China Crisis,
Cybotron,
Crispian St. Peters,
Banda Bassotti,
Flipper,
Saccharine Trust,
Bill Near,
Jeff Mills,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Fat Boys,
Deepchord,
The Remains,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Vogues,
Bush Tetras,
Second Layer,
Heaven 17,
ABC, ABC, ABC, ABC.
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.