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 Malawi and from Lagos.
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 1966 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 Al Stewart to the funk 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 Quantec. All the underground hits.
All The Vogues tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The New Christs 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 an arpeggiator and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Joe Smooth record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The United States of America,
Mo-Dettes,
The Happenings,
Brothers Johnson,
Anakelly,
Livin' Joy,
Basic Channel,
Supertramp,
Gong,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Interpol,
OOIOO,
Josef K,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Dark Day,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Absolute Body Control,
Hardrive,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Television Personalities,
Jandek,
World's Most,
Tomorrow,
Soft Machine,
Ronnie Foster,
In Retrospect,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Niagra,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Electric Prunes,
The Names,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Moss Icon,
Skriet,
Mad Mike,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Johnny Clarke,
Connie Case,
Can,
Rotary Connection,
The Misunderstood,
Drive Like Jehu,
Derrick Morgan,
The Golliwogs,
Neil Young,
Arab on Radar,
The Neon Judgement,
Pantytec,
China Crisis,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Cramps,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Thee Headcoats,
Camouflage,
Altered Images,
Magazine,
Ossler, Ossler, Ossler, Ossler.
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.