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 Saudi Arabia and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1969 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Rapeman to the dance 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 Laurel Aitken. All the underground hits.
All Q and Not U tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Pretty Things record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Flipper record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
ABC,
AZ,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Glambeats Corp.,
Amon Düül II,
Altered Images,
David Bowie,
Alphaville,
Television,
Juan Atkins,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Goldenarms,
the Swans,
Kerrie Biddell,
Aloha Tigers,
The Smiths,
Pere Ubu,
Frankie Knuckles,
Arab on Radar,
Lalo Schifrin,
Amon Düül,
Fluxion,
Kenny Larkin,
Crispian St. Peters,
The Tremeloes,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Desert Stars,
The Moody Blues,
James White and The Blacks,
Bobby Womack,
Bootsy Collins,
Hardrive,
kango's stein massive,
the Association,
Ohio Players,
Severed Heads,
The Kinks,
Spoonie Gee,
Stereo Dub,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Bobby Sherman,
Radio Birdman,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Mantronix,
Crime,
Scientists,
Morten Harket,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Godley & Creme,
Gerry Rafferty,
Cal Tjader,
Alice Coltrane,
Henry Cow,
John Coltrane,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Unrelated Segments,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Mo-Dettes,
Graham Central Station,
The Count Five,
Camberwell Now,
Junior Murvin, Junior Murvin, Junior Murvin, Junior Murvin.
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.