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 Bulgaria and from New York.
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 1969 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Toronto.
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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 OOIOO. All the underground hits.
All The Fall tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Soft Cell record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Human League record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Alison Limerick,
Chrome,
Sällskapet,
Minor Threat,
Ultravox,
Oneida,
The Invisible,
Scott Walker,
Eurythmics,
Bush Tetras,
Kayak,
Mandrill,
Nick Fraelich,
The Birthday Party,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Eve St. Jones,
E-Dancer,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Brick,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Remains,
Curtis Mayfield,
Pere Ubu,
Quadrant,
Guru Guru,
R.M.O.,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Gang of Four,
Blossom Toes,
Michelle Simonal,
Skriet,
Nico,
Smog,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Busters,
Silicon Teens,
Kerrie Biddell,
Stiv Bators,
Hashim,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Blake Baxter,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
JFA,
Prince Buster,
Sight & Sound,
Bill Wells,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Rekid,
Easy Going,
The Dirtbombs,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
L. Decosne,
Colin Newman,
Loose Ends,
The Flesh Eaters,
Monks,
The Misunderstood,
the Soft Cell,
Soul Sonic Force,
John Holt,
Marshall Jefferson, Marshall Jefferson, Marshall Jefferson, Marshall Jefferson.
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.