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 Jakarta.
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 1963 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Vainqueur to the rap kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Neil Young. All the underground hits.
All Mandrill tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Swell Maps 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Juan Atkins record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Vogues,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Fuzztones,
Buzzcocks,
Big Daddy Kane,
Ohio Players,
Sonny Sharrock,
Tom Boy,
Sam Rivers,
Archie Shepp,
Bobby Sherman,
Sun City Girls,
Pere Ubu,
Patti Smith,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Wasted Youth,
The Pop Group,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Stooges,
Bauhaus,
Mark Hollis,
Andrew Hill,
Con Funk Shun,
Bobby Byrd,
Mo-Dettes,
Accadde A,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Ponytail,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Peter and Kerry,
Circle Jerks,
Cymande,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Brand Nubian,
Maurizio,
Young Marble Giants,
Kenny Larkin,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Scrapy,
Lungfish,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Harpers Bizarre,
Adolescents,
Nico,
Bill Near,
Camberwell Now,
Ronan,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Qualms,
Dual Sessions,
Camouflage,
E-Dancer,
Blancmange,
Pylon,
Newcleus,
Nils Olav,
The Dead C,
The Velvet Underground,
Soulsonic Force,
Marc Almond,
The Seeds,
PIL, PIL, PIL, PIL.
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.