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 Syria and from Manchester.
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 1963 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Tehran.
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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 the Bar-Kays to the electroclash 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 Livin' Joy. All the underground hits.
All London Community Gospel Choir tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gian Franco Pienzio record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Evens,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Soul II Soul,
Procol Harum,
La Düsseldorf,
Nils Olav,
Idris Muhammad,
Anthony Braxton,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Franke,
Magazine,
The Barracudas,
Public Enemy,
Eurythmics,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Grandmaster Flash,
Qualms,
Ituana,
Average White Band,
The Remains,
Outsiders,
Surgeon,
Lightning Bolt,
The Velvet Underground,
Chris & Cosey,
Theoretical Girls,
Iggy Pop,
Derrick May,
The Young Rascals,
The Modern Lovers,
Barbara Tucker,
New Order,
Subhumans,
Deadbeat,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Urselle,
Drive Like Jehu,
D'Angelo,
Max Romeo,
Zero Boys,
The Move,
The Dead C,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Sight & Sound,
Fad Gadget,
FM Einheit,
Youth Brigade,
Sly & The Family Stone,
the Bar-Kays,
Symarip,
Patti Smith,
Ronnie Foster,
Ludus,
Be Bop Deluxe,
10cc,
Animal Collective,
Pierre Henry,
The Associates,
Scan 7,
Big Daddy Kane,
Amon Düül,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Kaleidoscope, Kaleidoscope, Kaleidoscope, Kaleidoscope.
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.