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 Finland and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 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 The Toasters to the crunk 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 Manfred Mann's Earth Band. All the underground hits.
All Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Stooges 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Joyce Sims record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Deadbeat,
The Motions,
Au Pairs,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Human League,
Mantronix,
Ken Boothe,
Black Flag,
Idris Muhammad,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Technova,
Moebius,
Marmalade,
The Electric Prunes,
Kayak,
Bauhaus,
Rekid,
Von Mondo,
Rufus Thomas,
8 Eyed Spy,
Scott Walker,
E-Dancer,
Ornette Coleman,
Nick Fraelich,
The Standells,
Robert Hood,
Crispian St. Peters,
Lower 48,
Guru Guru,
The Invisible,
the Sonics,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Sam Rivers,
Godley & Creme,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
The Angels of Light,
Negative Approach,
The Dead C,
World's Most,
Thee Headcoats,
The Cramps,
Matthew Bourne,
Suburban Knight,
Grauzone,
Sunsets and Hearts,
June Days,
Black Bananas,
H. Thieme,
Johnny Osbourne,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Golliwogs,
Cal Tjader,
Sonic Youth,
Johnny Clarke,
Terry Callier,
John Holt,
Funkadelic,
Terrestrial Tones,
The Doobie Brothers, The Doobie Brothers, The Doobie Brothers, The Doobie Brothers.
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.