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 St Lucia and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1967 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 spring reverb 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 EPMD to the electroclash 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 The Chocolate Watch Band. All the underground hits.
All The Monochrome Set tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Audionom record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 snare and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a X-Ray Spex record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Laurel Aitken,
Derrick Morgan,
the Sonics,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Gang Gang Dance,
10cc,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Real Kids,
The Associates,
H. Thieme,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Blues Magoos,
Barbara Tucker,
Oneida,
Gastr Del Sol,
R.M.O.,
the Slits,
Mandrill,
Trumans Water,
Junior Murvin,
Matthew Bourne,
Severed Heads,
Fela Kuti,
Subhumans,
Wally Richardson,
Cymande,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
T. Rex,
Rekid,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
One Last Wish,
Traffic Nightmare,
Chris & Cosey,
The American Breed,
OOIOO,
The Star Department,
Ten City,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Bobby Byrd,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Pantytec,
Ohio Players,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Lou Reed,
Harmonia,
Brick,
Unrelated Segments,
The Evens,
Al Stewart,
Amon Düül,
Gichy Dan,
Sex Pistols,
Funkadelic,
Mo-Dettes,
UT,
The Searchers,
The Invisible,
Neil Young,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Warren Ellis,
Quando Quango, Quando Quango, Quando Quango, Quando Quango.
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.