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 Indonesia 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 1969 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the guitar 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 Neil Young & Crazy Horse to the grime kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Black Moon. All the underground hits.
All Thinking Fellers Union Local 282 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rhythim Is Rhythim record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Matthew Bourne record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Magma,
Porter Ricks,
Roxy Music,
Rosa Yemen,
Gregory Isaacs,
Goldenarms,
Public Enemy,
Massinfluence,
Organ,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Leaves,
John Holt,
Kurtis Blow,
Prince Buster,
Pussy Galore,
Schoolly D,
Chris & Cosey,
The Remains,
Mandrill,
Swell Maps,
La Düsseldorf,
Brass Construction,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Harpers Bizarre,
Desert Stars,
Flipper,
The Red Krayola,
Alison Limerick,
Gastr Del Sol,
Peter & Gordon,
Morten Harket,
Jerry's Kids,
Rites of Spring,
Kas Product,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Lee Hazlewood,
the Bar-Kays,
Glenn Branca,
Saccharine Trust,
Livin' Joy,
The Knickerbockers,
Can,
Pet Shop Boys,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Guru Guru,
Black Moon,
Tubeway Army,
The Angels of Light,
Ralphi Rosario,
Traffic Nightmare,
Anakelly,
Vladislav Delay,
Reagan Youth,
Joe Finger,
Agent Orange,
B.T. Express,
Tomorrow,
Cymande,
Bush Tetras,
Charles Mingus,
Dorothy Ashby, Dorothy Ashby, Dorothy Ashby, Dorothy Ashby.
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.