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 Vietnam and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 guitar 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 Average White Band to the rock 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 Alice Coltrane. All the underground hits.
All Slave tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lightning Bolt record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Minnie Riperton record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Sisters of Mercy,
Wire,
The Vogues,
Kool Moe Dee,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Blancmange,
Jeff Mills,
Eric Dolphy,
Joy Division,
The Pretty Things,
Black Bananas,
Silicon Teens,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Livin' Joy,
Groovy Waters,
Gang Gang Dance,
Black Pus,
Eurythmics,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Traffic Nightmare,
the Association,
Masters at Work,
China Crisis,
Marmalade,
the Swans,
Leonard Cohen,
Clear Light,
Ornette Coleman,
Yusef Lateef,
Magma,
Zapp,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Rotary Connection,
The Moleskins,
James White and The Blacks,
The Toasters,
Ronan,
Faraquet,
Vladislav Delay,
Trumans Water,
Supertramp,
Q and Not U,
Joe Smooth,
Marc Almond,
Lalann,
The Gladiators,
Cameo,
Aaron Thompson,
Subhumans,
Fela Kuti,
ABC,
Janne Schatter,
The Slackers,
Chrome,
The Stooges,
Rod Modell,
Bang On A Can,
Fatback Band,
Gichy Dan,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Brothers Johnson,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Black Flag, Black Flag, Black Flag, Black Flag.
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.