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 El Salvador and from Delhi.
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 1960 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 This Heat to the funk 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 Zapp. All the underground hits.
All Scott Walker tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Spandau Ballet 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 sitar and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a DNA record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Depeche Mode,
Delta 5,
Bill Near,
Agitation Free,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Amazonics,
The Fugs,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
The Zeros,
Cheater Slicks,
The Vogues,
Kerri Chandler,
Gregory Isaacs,
H. Thieme,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Deadbeat,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Cecil Taylor,
Rufus Thomas,
Albert Ayler,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Marcia Griffiths,
Motorama,
Cameo,
The Golliwogs,
The J.B.'s,
Half Japanese,
Television Personalities,
Man Eating Sloth,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Andrew Hill,
Jimmy McGriff,
Faraquet,
Interpol,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Sight & Sound,
The Slackers,
Los Fastidios,
June of 44,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Dawn Penn,
Rites of Spring,
Erasure,
Television,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Parry Music,
Brand Nubian,
Blancmange,
Aswad,
Ralphi Rosario,
Scientists,
Lyres,
Henry Cow,
Soft Cell,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Gil Scott Heron,
Fugazi,
The Fall,
The Barracudas,
The Evens,
Fatback Band, Fatback Band, Fatback Band, Fatback Band.
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.