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 Sweden and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 harpsichord 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 Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan 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 Zapp. All the underground hits.
All John Lydon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Count Five record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Black Bananas record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sonny Sharrock,
Connie Case,
Matthew Bourne,
Ossler,
Pussy Galore,
Dennis Brown,
Stiv Bators,
Unwound,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Alton Ellis,
One Last Wish,
Camouflage,
Sight & Sound,
Roxette,
The Sonics,
Ken Boothe,
Crooked Eye,
James Chance & The Contortions,
This Heat,
Howard Jones,
Yaz,
The Skatalites,
The Dead C,
Goldenarms,
John Holt,
Donny Hathaway,
Soft Cell,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
New Order,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Gong,
The Smiths,
DJ Style,
the Swans,
Ponytail,
The Monochrome Set,
F. McDonald,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Young Rascals,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Invisible,
Banda Bassotti,
The Stooges,
Al Stewart,
Section 25,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Skriet,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Wings,
The Cramps,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
48th St. Collective,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Eurythmics,
Wasted Youth,
X-102,
Young Marble Giants,
Gastr Del Sol,
Cal Tjader, Cal Tjader, Cal Tjader, Cal Tjader.
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.