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 Chad and from Milan.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Boogie Down Productions to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Unrelated Segments. All the underground hits.
All The Fuzztones tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ultravox record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a China Crisis 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?
Moss Icon,
Marshall Jefferson,
Japan,
Marcia Griffiths,
Sun City Girls,
Lindisfarne,
Laurel Aitken,
Dual Sessions,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Althea and Donna,
Davy DMX,
Barbara Tucker,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Sound Behaviour,
Lakeside,
Anthony Braxton,
Desert Stars,
Blossom Toes,
Judy Mowatt,
Zapp,
Kurtis Blow,
Vladislav Delay,
Kenny Larkin,
Jacques Brel,
Glambeats Corp.,
Model 500,
Agent Orange,
Sam Rivers,
Hot Snakes,
The Knickerbockers,
Donald Byrd,
Bush Tetras,
The Cosmic Jokers,
U.S. Maple,
Radio Birdman,
Simply Red,
Hoover,
Oneida,
Wasted Youth,
Howard Jones,
The Pop Group,
La Düsseldorf,
Piero Umiliani,
Index,
Delta 5,
DJ Sneak,
World's Most,
Rapeman,
Trumans Water,
The Slackers,
Peter and Kerry,
Ultra Naté,
Cal Tjader,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Dirtbombs,
Bobby Womack,
PIL,
Goldenarms,
Lebanon Hanover,
Sexual Harrassment, Sexual Harrassment, Sexual Harrassment, Sexual Harrassment.
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.