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 Romania 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 1968 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Eric Dolphy to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Joey Negro. All the underground hits.
All The Real Kids tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Crooked Eye 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dorothy Ashby record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Patti Smith,
a-ha,
Amon Düül,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Lower 48,
John Foxx,
Lightning Bolt,
Donald Byrd,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Agitation Free,
D'Angelo,
Sandy B,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
48th St. Collective,
Fad Gadget,
Fluxion,
Negative Approach,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Real Kids,
Accadde A,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Joey Negro,
The Dirtbombs,
Bush Tetras,
Tubeway Army,
Dave Gahan,
Juan Atkins,
Minnie Riperton,
Fela Kuti,
the Human League,
Sister Nancy,
Cymande,
Interpol,
Crash Course in Science,
Scrapy,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Hashim,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Scratch Acid,
Idris Muhammad,
Cluster,
Graham Central Station,
Gregory Isaacs,
Lebanon Hanover,
Eric Dolphy,
Minor Threat,
Crime,
Schoolly D,
Camberwell Now,
Black Moon,
Livin' Joy,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Kerri Chandler,
Mr. Review,
Sixth Finger,
Robert Görl,
Flipper,
Bauhaus, Bauhaus, Bauhaus, Bauhaus.
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.