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 Madagascar and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1963 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 marimba 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 Detroit Cobras to the disco kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Nation of Ulysses. All the underground hits.
All Procol Harum tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Siglo XX record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Crime,
Agitation Free,
Nas,
Oneida,
Average White Band,
Bauhaus,
Ludus,
The Tremeloes,
Underground Resistance,
Girls At Our Best!,
Brick,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Yaz,
David McCallum,
Pierre Henry,
Harry Pussy,
Laurel Aitken,
John Foxx,
CMW,
Marcia Griffiths,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Birthday Party,
T.S.O.L.,
Morten Harket,
Shoche,
Subhumans,
F. McDonald,
The Electric Prunes,
Joyce Sims,
Kool Moe Dee,
Derrick May,
These Immortal Souls,
Wally Richardson,
Cluster,
Susan Cadogan,
The Busters,
Stereo Dub,
Pet Shop Boys,
Robert Wyatt,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Leonard Cohen,
Bill Wells,
Piero Umiliani,
The Toasters,
Livin' Joy,
the Bar-Kays,
Byron Stingily,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Shuggie Otis,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Boz Scaggs,
Tom Boy,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
DNA,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Amon Düül II,
Fort Wilson Riot,
LL Cool J,
The Vogues,
The American Breed,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids, Richard Hell and the Voidoids, Richard Hell and the Voidoids, Richard Hell and the Voidoids.
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.