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 United Kingdom and from Manchester.
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 1967 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft to the grunge 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 The Alarm Clocks. All the underground hits.
All Pierre Henry tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Q and Not U record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Schoolly D,
The Cramps,
Zero Boys,
Terry Callier,
The Red Krayola,
Wasted Youth,
Robert Görl,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Fad Gadget,
Jeff Mills,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Severed Heads,
The Raincoats,
Donny Hathaway,
Throbbing Gristle,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Alphaville,
Anakelly,
The Wake,
Khruangbin,
Scion,
Joy Division,
MDC,
Warsaw,
Sandy B,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Black Flag,
Matthew Halsall,
New York Dolls,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Standells,
Hardrive,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
New Age Steppers,
Crime,
Charles Mingus,
John Foxx,
Country Teasers,
Lightning Bolt,
ABBA,
Jacques Brel,
Suburban Knight,
Sonic Youth,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
The Index,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
The American Breed,
ABC,
One Last Wish,
Grey Daturas,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Second Layer,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Rhythm & Sound,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Scrapy,
Juan Atkins,
Agitation Free,
Zapp, Zapp, Zapp, Zapp.
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.