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 Gambia and from Portland.
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 1964 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the oboe 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 Joey Negro to the disco kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Sandy B. All the underground hits.
All the Soft Cell tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Index record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Blake Baxter record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Laurel Aitken,
Y Pants,
Danielle Patucci,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Isaac Hayes,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Techniques,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Alphaville,
Bluetip,
Juan Atkins,
The Cramps,
The Standells,
Stiv Bators,
Ultra Naté,
Al Stewart,
Harmonia,
The Electric Prunes,
Echospace,
New York Dolls,
Soft Cell,
Amon Düül II,
MC5,
Robert Wyatt,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Blossom Toes,
Barclay James Harvest,
Flipper,
Joyce Sims,
Pylon,
The Young Rascals,
Swell Maps,
Scott Walker,
Malaria!,
Neu!,
Basic Channel,
Spandau Ballet,
Nirvana,
The Monochrome Set,
Negative Approach,
Roxette,
Graham Central Station,
Hardrive,
Trumans Water,
Aswad,
Country Teasers,
Public Enemy,
10cc,
World's Most,
AZ,
Thee Headcoats,
ABBA,
X-101,
Main Source,
Theoretical Girls,
Susan Cadogan,
Fear,
the Slits,
Quantec,
Barbara Tucker,
The Smiths,
Warren Ellis,
Barrington Levy,
Jerry's Kids,
Flash Fearless, Flash Fearless, Flash Fearless, Flash Fearless.
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.