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 Tajikistan and from Sao Paulo.
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 1961 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Bologna.
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 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 The Chocolate Watch Band to the dance 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 10cc. All the underground hits.
All Ludus tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sun Ra Arkestra record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 sitar and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Underground Resistance record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Gun Club,
Reuben Wilson,
L. Decosne,
Spoonie Gee,
Kevin Saunderson,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Rosa Yemen,
Porter Ricks,
The Human League,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Ice-T,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Bauhaus,
Roxy Music,
Fela Kuti,
Eric B and Rakim,
Bronski Beat,
Moby Grape,
Sandy B,
Audionom,
Das Ding,
Wire,
Crash Course in Science,
Motorama,
Mars,
Ohio Players,
Supertramp,
X-102,
Marvin Gaye,
Accadde A,
Skaos,
Television Personalities,
Wasted Youth,
Half Japanese,
Gerry Rafferty,
Groovy Waters,
Traffic Nightmare,
Roger Hodgson,
the Normal,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Reagan Youth,
X-101,
Ultimate Spinach,
Curtis Mayfield,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Duran Duran,
Mark Hollis,
The Mojo Men,
John Coltrane,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Animal Collective,
KRS-One,
The Smoke,
D'Angelo,
DNA,
K-Klass,
Gang Green,
Grey Daturas,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
In Retrospect,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Q65,
Youth Brigade, Youth Brigade, Youth Brigade, Youth Brigade.
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.