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 Denmark 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 1964 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the theremin 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 Infiniti to the disco kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Massinfluence. All the underground hits.
All The Smoke tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Wake 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Germs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Sound,
Gong,
Lucky Dragons,
The Residents,
New Order,
Bootsy Collins,
Hashim,
New York Dolls,
One Last Wish,
Scion,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Rapeman,
Jacob Miller,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Todd Terry,
Main Source,
Von Mondo,
Toni Rubio,
Mantronix,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Donny Hathaway,
Juan Atkins,
Silicon Teens,
Bauhaus,
Khruangbin,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Buzzcocks,
Black Flag,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Gang of Four,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Grass Roots,
Tomorrow,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Lalann,
The Names,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Gabor Szabo,
10cc,
Los Fastidios,
Henry Cow,
ABC,
Blancmange,
Bluetip,
Fluxion,
Freddie Wadling,
John Cale,
Johnny Osbourne,
Ultravox,
Eden Ahbez,
Inner City,
Organ,
Liliput,
Vainqueur,
Scratch Acid,
K-Klass,
Flash Fearless,
Albert Ayler,
cv313,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Anakelly,
Young Marble Giants, Young Marble Giants, Young Marble Giants, Young Marble Giants.
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.