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 Swaziland and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1969 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Tokyo.
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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Michelle Simonal to the crunk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 EPMD. All the underground hits.
All Flash Fearless tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Brand Nubian record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Pop Group record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sixth Finger,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
L. Decosne,
Isaac Hayes,
Toni Rubio,
Nick Fraelich,
Pierre Henry,
Television Personalities,
Fat Boys,
Ronnie Foster,
Eve St. Jones,
Maurizio,
The Wake,
Sällskapet,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Newcleus,
The Last Poets,
Rufus Thomas,
Thompson Twins,
Joe Finger,
Quadrant,
Ohio Players,
Nation of Ulysses,
Sonny Sharrock,
New Age Steppers,
Stetsasonic,
Erasure,
Josef K,
The Misunderstood,
Tim Buckley,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Fuzztones,
Dawn Penn,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Kevin Saunderson,
Gong,
Jeff Lynne,
Dave Gahan,
Chris & Cosey,
The Doobie Brothers,
Skriet,
The New Christs,
Eli Mardock,
Junior Murvin,
The Kinks,
ABC,
Joy Division,
Severed Heads,
Lucky Dragons,
Sparks,
The Slackers,
Fatback Band,
Anthony Braxton,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Delon & Dalcan,
the Germs,
Buzzcocks,
Davy DMX, Davy DMX, Davy DMX, Davy DMX.
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.