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 Estonia and from Calgary.
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 1965 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Laurel Aitken to the techno kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Lou Reed & Metallica. All the underground hits.
All Little Man tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Fania All-Stars record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 chamberlin and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lungfish record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Arab on Radar,
Pussy Galore,
Skaos,
Gichy Dan,
48th St. Collective,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Sex Pistols,
Peter and Kerry,
The Associates,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Eric Dolphy,
Yazoo,
Excepter,
This Heat,
The Modern Lovers,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Outsiders,
Max Romeo,
The Misunderstood,
Ultravox,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Andrew Hill,
Warren Ellis,
Deadbeat,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
U.S. Maple,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Newcleus,
Laurel Aitken,
The Divine Comedy,
Siglo XX,
Lyres,
Bill Near,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Technova,
Scrapy,
Massinfluence,
Jimmy McGriff,
Bill Wells,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Metal Thangz,
Marmalade,
Masters at Work,
Inner City,
Tres Demented,
Deakin,
In Retrospect,
Bizarre Inc.,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Sun Ra,
Theoretical Girls,
Charles Mingus,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Patti Smith,
Franke,
Gong,
Nico, Nico, Nico, Nico.
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.