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 Dominica and from Columbus.
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 1961 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Bremen.
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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Mojo Men to the techno kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Matthew Bourne. All the underground hits.
All Dark Day tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Crime 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Joensuu 1685 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Mandrill,
Fad Gadget,
DJ Sneak,
Spandau Ballet,
Archie Shepp,
The Cramps,
New Order,
PIL,
Lungfish,
Matthew Bourne,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Scrapy,
Howard Jones,
Excepter,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Victims,
Pantytec,
The Dave Clark Five,
The American Breed,
Soul II Soul,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Con Funk Shun,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Minny Pops,
Schoolly D,
Ituana,
The Associates,
Anthony Braxton,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Black Pus,
Stockholm Monsters,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Seeds,
Mad Mike,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Monks,
Leonard Cohen,
Scientists,
Morten Harket,
Prince Buster,
Main Source,
Rites of Spring,
Joy Division,
The Raincoats,
Shuggie Otis,
The Searchers,
Animal Collective,
The Monochrome Set,
Camberwell Now,
Essential Logic,
Blossom Toes,
The Five Americans,
David McCallum,
Bobby Womack,
The Human League,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Fugs,
Amon Düül II,
Traffic Nightmare,
Ultra Naté, Ultra Naté, Ultra Naté, Ultra Naté.
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.