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 Denmark and from Copenhagen.
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 1969 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Taipei.
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 1976 at the first Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the marimba 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 Mad Mike to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Urselle. All the underground hits.
All Cybotron tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Prince Buster record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a John Lydon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Boogie Down Productions,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Barbara Tucker,
Kerrie Biddell,
Godley & Creme,
Gabor Szabo,
MC5,
The Barracudas,
The Mummies,
Tres Demented,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
LL Cool J,
The Toasters,
The Walker Brothers,
Cameo,
Soft Machine,
Idris Muhammad,
Scientists,
The Kinks,
Robert Wyatt,
Todd Terry,
The Music Machine,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
KRS-One,
Khruangbin,
Howard Jones,
Moss Icon,
Danielle Patucci,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Curtis Mayfield,
Henry Cow,
Nico,
Scott Walker,
Pharoah Sanders,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Thompson Twins,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Loose Ends,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Joe Finger,
Boz Scaggs,
Fear,
Skaos,
Donald Byrd,
The Slackers,
The Happenings,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Supertramp,
Matthew Bourne,
Sight & Sound,
Aural Exciters,
Skarface,
Mars,
The Angels of Light,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Maleditus Sound,
The Techniques,
Mad Mike,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Martian, The Martian, The Martian, The Martian.
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.