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 Togo and from Taipei.
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 1961 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Lower 48 to the grime 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 The Busters. All the underground hits.
All Crash Course in Science tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Peter & Gordon 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Young Rascals record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nirvana,
The Remains,
The Vogues,
Cameo,
Das Ding,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Minny Pops,
A Certain Ratio,
Pole,
Michelle Simonal,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Leonard Cohen,
Byron Stingily,
Suburban Knight,
Au Pairs,
Warsaw,
The J.B.'s,
Black Sheep,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Y Pants,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Matthew Bourne,
The Five Americans,
Qualms,
The Walker Brothers,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Kaleidoscope,
Cymande,
the Soft Cell,
Gichy Dan,
This Heat,
Accadde A,
DNA,
Simply Red,
Vainqueur,
FM Einheit,
Lucky Dragons,
Sandy B,
Sixth Finger,
Crash Course in Science,
Bootsy Collins,
Dorothy Ashby,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Cecil Taylor,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Eden Ahbez,
Main Source,
Rekid,
Soft Cell,
Joe Smooth,
The Kinks,
Motorama,
Nick Fraelich,
Anthony Braxton,
Ornette Coleman,
Andrew Hill,
Brand Nubian,
Eric Dolphy,
The Music Machine,
Lalann, Lalann, Lalann, Lalann.
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.