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 Nauru and from Paris.
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 1966 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Boredoms to the funk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Roxette. All the underground hits.
All CMW tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mad Mike 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Archie Shepp record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Shadows of Knight,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Theoretical Girls,
The Slits,
Interpol,
Todd Rundgren,
The Vogues,
Minor Threat,
New York Dolls,
Maleditus Sound,
Intrusion,
The Gun Club,
Con Funk Shun,
Kurtis Blow,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Jeff Lynne,
Josef K,
Wasted Youth,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Marshall Jefferson,
Gang Green,
Peter and Kerry,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Main Source,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
One Last Wish,
ABC,
Faraquet,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
David Axelrod,
Crime,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Jesper Dahlback,
Matthew Halsall,
Arab on Radar,
Flipper,
Bang On A Can,
Camberwell Now,
Wolf Eyes,
The Fugs,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Yazoo,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Maurizio,
Sister Nancy,
Brass Construction,
Dave Gahan,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Bizarre Inc.,
Mandrill,
Fela Kuti,
Pere Ubu,
Dual Sessions,
The Detroit Cobras,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Sun Ra,
Mission of Burma,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Evens,
Godley & Creme,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Carl Craig,
Rotary Connection, Rotary Connection, Rotary Connection, Rotary Connection.
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.