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 Suriname and from Taipei.
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 1965 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 DJ Sneak to the dance kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Negative Approach. All the underground hits.
All The Techniques tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every CMW 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Half Japanese record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
OOIOO,
Sonic Youth,
Patti Smith,
Public Enemy,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Sällskapet,
Simply Red,
Masters at Work,
The Black Dice,
Arcadia,
the Swans,
Drive Like Jehu,
Bluetip,
The Blackbyrds,
Roxette,
Marvin Gaye,
Robert Wyatt,
Prince Buster,
Thee Headcoats,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Eddi Front,
The Fall,
The Associates,
Fat Boys,
Pulsallama,
Al Stewart,
Todd Rundgren,
Jeru the Damaja,
Television Personalities,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Second Layer,
Matthew Bourne,
The Happenings,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Barclay James Harvest,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Josef K,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
EPMD,
The Gap Band,
Yusef Lateef,
Niagra,
Don Cherry,
Dual Sessions,
Charles Mingus,
Kenny Larkin,
Harmonia,
The Durutti Column,
Boredoms,
U.S. Maple,
Ronnie Foster,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Pere Ubu,
June Days,
The Music Machine,
Cameo,
Tom Boy,
The Mummies,
Roger Hodgson,
Black Moon,
Radiopuhelimet, Radiopuhelimet, Radiopuhelimet, Radiopuhelimet.
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.