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 Namibia and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1967 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 Negative Approach to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Terror Squad Feat. Camron. All the underground hits.
All Con Funk Shun tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Charles Mingus 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Joe Finger record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joensuu 1685,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Kurtis Blow,
Roy Ayers,
Pantytec,
Michelle Simonal,
Gabor Szabo,
Smog,
Von Mondo,
Dorothy Ashby,
Al Stewart,
Terrestrial Tones,
Desert Stars,
Inner City,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Carl Craig,
Icehouse,
Kerri Chandler,
The Blues Magoos,
Fela Kuti,
Mars,
Tubeway Army,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Quadrant,
Masters at Work,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Patti Smith,
Matthew Halsall,
The Smoke,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Bluetip,
The Evens,
Arab on Radar,
Main Source,
The Misunderstood,
Tomorrow,
Roger Hodgson,
Los Fastidios,
Amazonics,
Soft Cell,
The Seeds,
Sällskapet,
Flamin' Groovies,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Unwound,
Pussy Galore,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Gastr Del Sol,
Harry Pussy,
Tears for Fears,
Peter & Gordon,
Josef K,
Mad Mike,
Groovy Waters,
Dawn Penn,
John Lydon,
Deadbeat,
Eli Mardock,
Reagan Youth,
The Toasters,
Audionom, Audionom, Audionom, Audionom.
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.