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 Swaziland and from Salvador.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 1976 at the first Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the 808 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 Ten City to the funk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Half Japanese. All the underground hits.
All Tom Boy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Mummies 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a June of 44 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eric Copeland,
John Lydon,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
ABC,
Faraquet,
Stetsasonic,
Parry Music,
Joyce Sims,
Joe Smooth,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Albert Ayler,
Tomorrow,
Matthew Bourne,
Freddie Wadling,
The Skatalites,
Roy Ayers,
Iggy Pop,
David Axelrod,
Alton Ellis,
X-102,
Lee Hazlewood,
Toni Rubio,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Dawn Penn,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
La Düsseldorf,
The Neon Judgement,
Chris Corsano,
The Mojo Men,
Black Moon,
Adolescents,
Harmonia,
Stockholm Monsters,
Glenn Branca,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Velvet Underground,
Todd Terry,
Essential Logic,
Dual Sessions,
Sixth Finger,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Barrington Levy,
Terry Callier,
Maleditus Sound,
Sun Ra,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Wake,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Yaz,
The Motions,
Jawbox,
Pulsallama,
Bill Wells,
The Real Kids,
Porter Ricks,
DNA,
Marc Almond,
Severed Heads,
AZ,
Laurel Aitken, Laurel Aitken, Laurel Aitken, Laurel Aitken.
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.