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 Marshall Islands and from Lille.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Winnipeg.
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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 A Certain Ratio to the disco 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 Q and Not U. All the underground hits.
All Crooked Eye tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Terrestrial Tones record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 snare and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Connie Case record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bang On A Can,
Con Funk Shun,
FM Einheit,
Von Mondo,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Boogie Down Productions,
Marcia Griffiths,
Alton Ellis,
the Human League,
Matthew Halsall,
Black Flag,
John Coltrane,
Average White Band,
The Beau Brummels,
Skriet,
Alphaville,
Peter and Kerry,
Cal Tjader,
Lower 48,
Neil Young,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Index,
Hashim,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Gories,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The J.B.'s,
Eric Copeland,
In Retrospect,
Cluster,
The Busters,
Malaria!,
Soft Cell,
DJ Sneak,
These Immortal Souls,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Derrick May,
Junior Murvin,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Cowsills,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Birthday Party,
The Standells,
the Bar-Kays,
Godley & Creme,
Niagra,
The Music Machine,
Schoolly D,
Make Up,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Sonics,
Kaleidoscope,
Robert Görl,
Nico,
Section 25,
Slave,
Cameo,
Gong,
The Smoke,
Soulsonic Force,
The Grass Roots,
Barclay James Harvest, Barclay James Harvest, Barclay James Harvest, Barclay James Harvest.
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.