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 Sierra Leone and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1960 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 The Modern Lovers to the grime kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Second Layer. All the underground hits.
All The Gories tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every B.T. Express record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Associates record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Faust,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Bobby Womack,
Janne Schatter,
Josef K,
The Pop Group,
Bluetip,
Unwound,
The Associates,
Underground Resistance,
OOIOO,
Public Image Ltd.,
Patti Smith,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Velvet Underground,
Animal Collective,
AZ,
Pole,
Slave,
Hasil Adkins,
the Association,
Dave Gahan,
Groovy Waters,
Quantec,
Tubeway Army,
Thompson Twins,
Glenn Branca,
The American Breed,
the Slits,
Rosa Yemen,
Excepter,
David McCallum,
Blake Baxter,
Marmalade,
Oneida,
The Gun Club,
kango's stein massive,
Ituana,
Deadbeat,
Ronnie Foster,
Intrusion,
Simply Red,
Theoretical Girls,
Negative Approach,
Kerrie Biddell,
Nas,
Soul Sonic Force,
Moebius,
The Golliwogs,
cv313,
Darondo,
Letta Mbulu,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Altered Images,
Grandmaster Flash,
Gastr Del Sol,
Marc Almond,
Judy Mowatt,
the Germs,
The Durutti Column,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth.
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.