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 Fiji and from Manila.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 snare 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 X-Ray Spex to the dance kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Frankie Knuckles. All the underground hits.
All Terrestrial Tones tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Easy Going record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rufus Thomas record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ossler,
Hasil Adkins,
JFA,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Wire,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Public Image Ltd.,
Boogie Down Productions,
Ronan,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Alice Coltrane,
cv313,
Jandek,
Connie Case,
Fluxion,
Eric Copeland,
DNA,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Gang Starr,
The Barracudas,
Joey Negro,
Frankie Knuckles,
Aural Exciters,
PIL,
Pole,
The Move,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
L. Decosne,
the Human League,
Quando Quango,
Japan,
Darondo,
Duran Duran,
Goldenarms,
Joe Smooth,
Inner City,
Black Sheep,
The Evens,
X-102,
The Remains,
The Birthday Party,
Camouflage,
Bobby Sherman,
Jesper Dahlback,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Golliwogs,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Stereo Dub,
Rekid,
B.T. Express,
These Immortal Souls,
Drive Like Jehu,
Smog,
10cc,
In Retrospect,
Malaria!,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Pulsallama,
Make Up,
Eyeless In Gaza, Eyeless In Gaza, Eyeless In Gaza, Eyeless In Gaza.
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.