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 Luxembourg and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 snare 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 Dave Gahan to the dance kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 The Selecter. All the underground hits.
All Soul Sonic Force tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The J.B.'s 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scratch Acid record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lalo Schifrin,
Hardrive,
The Index,
The Slits,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
John Foxx,
Sonic Youth,
Byron Stingily,
New Order,
Delta 5,
Sandy B,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Marmalade,
Tommy Roe,
Joensuu 1685,
Grauzone,
The Durutti Column,
The Offenders,
Robert Hood,
The Happenings,
Tomorrow,
Anthony Braxton,
Procol Harum,
Cabaret Voltaire,
JFA,
The Fortunes,
Henry Cow,
The Last Poets,
Eli Mardock,
Rhythm & Sound,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Bill Wells,
The United States of America,
The Zeros,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
LL Cool J,
Avey Tare,
cv313,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Remains,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Divine Comedy,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Funky Four + One,
The Gladiators,
Smog,
Icehouse,
Tom Boy,
the Swans,
Derrick Morgan,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Mars,
Inner City,
kango's stein massive,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Gang Green,
Maleditus Sound,
DNA,
Black Moon,
The Music Machine,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Surgeon, Surgeon, Surgeon, Surgeon.
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.