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 Oman and from Bologna.
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 1966 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Cameo to the techno kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Black Bananas. All the underground hits.
All Television tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Agitation Free 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sly & The Family Stone record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Con Funk Shun,
Harmonia,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
MDC,
Boogie Down Productions,
Saccharine Trust,
Skaos,
Marcia Griffiths,
Television,
Eric Dolphy,
Theoretical Girls,
James White and The Blacks,
Minor Threat,
Iggy Pop,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Joensuu 1685,
Roger Hodgson,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Outsiders,
David McCallum,
Basic Channel,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Lakeside,
The Fire Engines,
Livin' Joy,
Shoche,
Amon Düül II,
The Young Rascals,
The Neon Judgement,
John Cale,
Matthew Halsall,
The Smoke,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Tomorrow,
Cal Tjader,
Mad Mike,
Michelle Simonal,
Eli Mardock,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Delon & Dalcan,
Organ,
Crispian St. Peters,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Jacques Brel,
Technova,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Electric Prunes,
The Knickerbockers,
Deakin,
Judy Mowatt,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Main Source,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Magazine,
Quadrant,
Soulsonic Force,
Hoover,
Johnny Clarke,
Ituana,
Radiopuhelimet,
Dual Sessions,
Cameo, Cameo, Cameo, Cameo.
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.