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 Saudi Arabia and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South 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 1964 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 Lou Reed 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 Justin Hinds & The Dominoes to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Jerry Gold Smith. All the underground hits.
All D'Angelo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gerry Rafferty 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sun Ra Arkestra record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ornette Coleman,
Spoonie Gee,
Unrelated Segments,
Mars,
Accadde A,
Flash Fearless,
Andrew Hill,
Ronan,
The New Christs,
Neil Young,
The Star Department,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Underground Resistance,
Newcleus,
Althea and Donna,
Cymande,
The Barracudas,
Nation of Ulysses,
Maleditus Sound,
Marc Almond,
World's Most,
The Kinks,
The Gories,
Outsiders,
Donald Byrd,
MC5,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Cramps,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
John Cale,
Section 25,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Pole,
Thompson Twins,
Arcadia,
Girls At Our Best!,
Bluetip,
Boz Scaggs,
The Durutti Column,
The Cure,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Jandek,
Kenny Larkin,
Eric B and Rakim,
Chris & Cosey,
A Certain Ratio,
The Grass Roots,
The Slits,
Hot Snakes,
Gang Starr,
Aaron Thompson,
The Tremeloes,
Clear Light,
The Monochrome Set,
Babytalk,
FM Einheit,
Scientists,
Sonny Sharrock,
Sight & Sound, Sight & Sound, Sight & Sound, Sight & Sound.
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.