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 Spain and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Johnny Osbourne to the grime kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Peanut Butter Conspiracy. All the underground hits.
All The Doobie Brothers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Anthony Braxton 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Star Department record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Chris & Cosey,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The J.B.'s,
Laurel Aitken,
Trumans Water,
Outsiders,
Rapeman,
DNA,
The Monochrome Set,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Juan Atkins,
Bill Wells,
the Human League,
The Count Five,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Flash Fearless,
The Gap Band,
Soft Machine,
Fela Kuti,
The Human League,
Shoche,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Pretty Things,
Blossom Toes,
Surgeon,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Q and Not U,
David Bowie,
The Alarm Clocks,
Rufus Thomas,
Can,
The Dave Clark Five,
Inner City,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Isaac Hayes,
Kerri Chandler,
Bush Tetras,
John Holt,
Black Bananas,
The New Christs,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Jacob Miller,
The Litter,
Grandmaster Flash,
Aswad,
The Monks,
The Doors,
Subhumans,
The Gun Club,
Technova,
Gerry Rafferty,
Theoretical Girls,
Harry Pussy,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
John Coltrane,
Anthony Braxton,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Barbara Tucker, Barbara Tucker, Barbara Tucker, Barbara Tucker.
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.