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 Nigeria and from Salvador.
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 1966 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Manila.
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 clarinet 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 Swell Maps 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 Pulsallama. All the underground hits.
All Idris Muhammad tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Aswad record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 an organ and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Blossom Toes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
ABBA,
The Durutti Column,
The Star Department,
Ten City,
Crispy Ambulance,
Main Source,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Derrick May,
Gang Green,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Lou Reed,
Morten Harket,
Grey Daturas,
Scan 7,
the Sonics,
Curtis Mayfield,
Lee Hazlewood,
Fat Boys,
Liliput,
The Human League,
Avey Tare,
Terry Callier,
Bill Near,
Funky Four + One,
Underground Resistance,
Connie Case,
Japan,
Thee Headcoats,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Lakeside,
Grandmaster Flash,
Oblivians,
The Smiths,
Adolescents,
The Pretty Things,
Electric Prunes,
Shuggie Otis,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
DJ Sneak,
Jawbox,
Faraquet,
Kevin Saunderson,
Leonard Cohen,
Neu!,
Hot Snakes,
The Sound,
Hoover,
The Real Kids,
Minutemen,
Pantaleimon,
Skriet,
Minny Pops,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Pylon,
Cal Tjader,
Quadrant,
Fatback Band,
Moss Icon, Moss Icon, Moss Icon, Moss Icon.
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.