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 Chile and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 organ 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 The Gories to the jazz 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 Sun Ra. All the underground hits.
All The Sisters of Mercy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Liaisons Dangereuses record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bobby Sherman record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Slits,
Sarah Menescal,
Freddie Wadling,
Funkadelic,
Kurtis Blow,
The Raincoats,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Deakin,
Spandau Ballet,
The Trojans,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Gerry Rafferty,
PIL,
ABBA,
Procol Harum,
Faraquet,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Simply Red,
The Human League,
Yusef Lateef,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Neu!,
The Remains,
Slick Rick,
U.S. Maple,
Organ,
Monolake,
the Soft Cell,
Howard Jones,
the Association,
The New Christs,
Groovy Waters,
Glambeats Corp.,
Soul Sonic Force,
Oblivians,
Johnny Osbourne,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Monks,
Smog,
Bang On A Can,
Man Eating Sloth,
Alison Limerick,
Lower 48,
Echospace,
Sound Behaviour,
Alice Coltrane,
The J.B.'s,
Joey Negro,
Pere Ubu,
Cluster,
The Golliwogs,
Icehouse,
Stetsasonic,
Sight & Sound,
The Gladiators,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Kerri Chandler,
Cabaret Voltaire, Cabaret Voltaire, Cabaret Voltaire, Cabaret Voltaire.
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.