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 Chile and from Paris.
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 1963 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 CMW to the techno 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 Eli Mardock. All the underground hits.
All Siglo XX tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mary Jane Girls 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a JFA record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Carl Craig,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Audionom,
Bush Tetras,
Agitation Free,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Detroit Cobras,
Ossler,
Zero Boys,
Scratch Acid,
Eurythmics,
Boz Scaggs,
The Evens,
Au Pairs,
Wasted Youth,
Subhumans,
Joy Division,
Tom Boy,
Iggy Pop,
Kenny Larkin,
Fad Gadget,
Idris Muhammad,
Fat Boys,
Country Teasers,
The Smoke,
Shuggie Otis,
Al Stewart,
Brick,
Sandy B,
Pagans,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Lindisfarne,
The Divine Comedy,
The Sonics,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Clear Light,
Drive Like Jehu,
Panda Bear,
Bobby Sherman,
One Last Wish,
A Certain Ratio,
Easy Going,
The Wake,
Boogie Down Productions,
June Days,
In Retrospect,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Minor Threat,
Davy DMX,
Ornette Coleman,
The Sound,
Angry Samoans,
Jacob Miller,
The Blues Magoos,
Sight & Sound,
Mandrill,
Slave,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Absolute Body Control, Absolute Body Control, Absolute Body Control, Absolute Body Control.
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.