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 Mongolia and from Beijing.
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 1962 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 güiro 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 Laurel Aitken to the dance kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Beasts of Bourbon. All the underground hits.
All Crooked Eye tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lalo Schifrin record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Eden Ahbez record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Marmalade,
Delta 5,
Glambeats Corp.,
Crime,
Lucky Dragons,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Marcia Griffiths,
Erykah Badu,
Joyce Sims,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Residents,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Jeff Lynne,
The Kinks,
Mad Mike,
Scrapy,
Chris & Cosey,
Danielle Patucci,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Selecter,
Metal Thangz,
Tropical Tobacco,
New Order,
Aswad,
The Victims,
Ultra Naté,
Marc Almond,
Deepchord,
DJ Sneak,
Scion,
Radiopuhelimet,
X-102,
Dead Boys,
Angry Samoans,
The Count Five,
New Age Steppers,
Au Pairs,
Theoretical Girls,
the Swans,
Nick Fraelich,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
AZ,
Ronnie Foster,
Unrelated Segments,
The Busters,
Blancmange,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Ohio Players,
Delon & Dalcan,
Maleditus Sound,
Avey Tare,
D'Angelo,
Y Pants,
China Crisis,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Sun Ra,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch.
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.