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 Italy and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1967 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 Donald Fagen 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 Magma to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Au Pairs. All the underground hits.
All Interpol tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Surgeon record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Joyce Sims record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Drexciya,
Bootsy Collins,
Urselle,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Move,
Arthur Verocai,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Moebius,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Sixth Finger,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Detroit Cobras,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Nils Olav,
Section 25,
Silicon Teens,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Davy DMX,
Con Funk Shun,
Joyce Sims,
Clear Light,
Massinfluence,
Kenny Larkin,
Hot Snakes,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Count Five,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Velvet Underground,
Duran Duran,
Q65,
The Walker Brothers,
Essential Logic,
Monolake,
L. Decosne,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Underground Resistance,
Rapeman,
Sarah Menescal,
Glenn Branca,
Oblivians,
Thompson Twins,
Quando Quango,
The Cowsills,
Public Image Ltd.,
Lindisfarne,
Agent Orange,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Darondo,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Offenders,
The Real Kids,
Boogie Down Productions,
Stockholm Monsters,
Neu!,
Bill Near,
Derrick May,
Wire,
The Trojans,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Monks, The Monks, The Monks, The Monks.
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.