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 Chad and from Milan.
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 1964 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Ken Boothe to the jazz 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 Trumans Water. All the underground hits.
All Swell Maps tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every U.S. Maple 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Zero Boys record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rotary Connection,
Funkadelic,
Agitation Free,
Inner City,
Junior Murvin,
Cal Tjader,
Bang On A Can,
David McCallum,
Banda Bassotti,
Altered Images,
John Lydon,
Tommy Roe,
Brick,
Girls At Our Best!,
Gil Scott Heron,
Mark Hollis,
Bob Dylan,
E-Dancer,
These Immortal Souls,
Cheater Slicks,
Tears for Fears,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Aswad,
Quadrant,
Liliput,
Audionom,
Todd Rundgren,
Rod Modell,
Alice Coltrane,
Black Pus,
Anthony Braxton,
The Techniques,
Hasil Adkins,
Flamin' Groovies,
Underground Resistance,
The Monochrome Set,
The Evens,
The Detroit Cobras,
Kas Product,
Quando Quango,
Livin' Joy,
Porter Ricks,
Aaron Thompson,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Roxette,
Fear,
Barbara Tucker,
Pantaleimon,
Camouflage,
the Soft Cell,
The Beau Brummels,
The Red Krayola,
Scientists,
Joensuu 1685,
Zero Boys,
Spoonie Gee,
Morten Harket,
Sun Ra,
Unwound,
The Gap Band,
Lakeside,
T. Rex,
Cluster,
Masters at Work,
Silicon Teens, Silicon Teens, Silicon Teens, Silicon Teens.
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.