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 Bahrain and from Glasgow.
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 1965 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the theremin 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 Easy Going to the jazz 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 Ultravox. All the underground hits.
All Gang Gang Dance tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Stereo Dub 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Davy DMX record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Stooges,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Lou Christie,
Alton Ellis,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
10cc,
Make Up,
UT,
Faraquet,
Pantytec,
Chrome,
Section 25,
Boz Scaggs,
Amon Düül II,
Excepter,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Hot Snakes,
Aaron Thompson,
Brand Nubian,
The New Christs,
Quantec,
China Crisis,
Roxy Music,
The Gun Club,
The Tremeloes,
Aloha Tigers,
Joey Negro,
Marine Girls,
Hoover,
D'Angelo,
The Remains,
Jeff Mills,
Negative Approach,
Dennis Brown,
Bang On A Can,
The Real Kids,
Gang Starr,
Animal Collective,
Soft Cell,
Television,
The American Breed,
Josef K,
Brass Construction,
The Divine Comedy,
Anthony Braxton,
DNA,
Alice Coltrane,
The Smoke,
The Last Poets,
The Golliwogs,
Fear,
Zapp,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Underground Resistance,
Monolake,
Minny Pops,
Rites of Spring,
Leonard Cohen,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
DJ Sneak, DJ Sneak, DJ Sneak, DJ Sneak.
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.