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 Grenada and from Lyon.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Kinks to the funk 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 48th St. Collective. All the underground hits.
All Gastr Del Sol tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every June of 44 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Chris & Cosey record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dennis Brown,
Ludus,
Underground Resistance,
Television,
The Vogues,
The Sonics,
10cc,
Susan Cadogan,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Main Source,
ABC,
Lakeside,
The Blackbyrds,
Angry Samoans,
Marc Almond,
Aloha Tigers,
Flipper,
Jeru the Damaja,
Gang of Four,
Grauzone,
Minutemen,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Spandau Ballet,
The Smoke,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Barracudas,
Quantec,
Soul II Soul,
Jacob Miller,
The Associates,
Theoretical Girls,
Joe Finger,
Monks,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Section 25,
Brass Construction,
The Five Americans,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Eurythmics,
Rod Modell,
Gichy Dan,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
UT,
the Bar-Kays,
Hasil Adkins,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
David Axelrod,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Moebius,
Letta Mbulu,
Joy Division,
Yellowson,
Jimmy McGriff,
Derrick Morgan,
Ossler,
Dark Day,
Royal Trux,
Masters at Work,
Echo & the Bunnymen, Echo & the Bunnymen, Echo & the Bunnymen, Echo & the Bunnymen.
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.