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 Lesotho and from Columbus.
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 1964 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 snare 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 Barrington Levy to the techno kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Justin Hinds & The Dominoes. All the underground hits.
All Supertramp tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Vladislav Delay record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 snare and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ponytail record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Monks,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Terry Callier,
New Order,
Rekid,
Toni Rubio,
Lebanon Hanover,
Cymande,
Blake Baxter,
Jawbox,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Sonny Sharrock,
Au Pairs,
Rhythm & Sound,
Peter & Gordon,
Lower 48,
Grey Daturas,
The Red Krayola,
Ituana,
Depeche Mode,
The Fire Engines,
Basic Channel,
Negative Approach,
Delon & Dalcan,
Carl Craig,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Audionom,
Stereo Dub,
Dawn Penn,
Franke,
The Walker Brothers,
Jandek,
Bluetip,
Faust,
Tomorrow,
Lee Hazlewood,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Barracudas,
The Moody Blues,
Robert Hood,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
10cc,
The Cure,
Arthur Verocai,
Loose Ends,
Fatback Band,
Hot Snakes,
Angry Samoans,
Cecil Taylor,
JFA,
Sarah Menescal,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Althea and Donna,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Matthew Bourne,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Inner City,
The Human League,
Pulsallama,
Jimmy McGriff,
Drive Like Jehu,
UT, UT, UT, UT.
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.