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 Samoa and from Manchester.
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 1967 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the snare 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 Leonard Cohen to the dance kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Mantronix. All the underground hits.
All Accadde A tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sällskapet record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 clarinet and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Deepchord record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Tears for Fears,
Half Japanese,
Scion,
Yazoo,
The Birthday Party,
T.S.O.L.,
The Mojo Men,
Yusef Lateef,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Archie Shepp,
Peter & Gordon,
Nas,
Matthew Halsall,
EPMD,
X-102,
K-Klass,
Joensuu 1685,
Al Stewart,
Mantronix,
U.S. Maple,
Lungfish,
Curtis Mayfield,
Dave Gahan,
The Buckinghams,
Cal Tjader,
CMW,
Laurel Aitken,
Crispian St. Peters,
Ituana,
Mark Hollis,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Stooges,
Robert Wyatt,
Visage,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Zeros,
The Evens,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Walker Brothers,
MDC,
The Leaves,
Sarah Menescal,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
The Last Poets,
Blossom Toes,
Junior Murvin,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Scott Walker,
The Knickerbockers,
Crispy Ambulance,
10cc,
the Slits,
Porter Ricks,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Shadows of Knight,
Toni Rubio,
Throbbing Gristle,
The United States of America,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Spandau Ballet, Spandau Ballet, Spandau Ballet, Spandau Ballet.
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.