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 Switzerland and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1968 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 snare 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 Heavy D & The Boyz to the rap kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 The Misunderstood. All the underground hits.
All Cal Tjader tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Piero Umiliani 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 an organ and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Outsiders record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Fuzztones,
The Toasters,
The Cure,
Deakin,
John Coltrane,
Half Japanese,
The Invisible,
The Cowsills,
Radiohead,
Dual Sessions,
Grey Daturas,
Bluetip,
Motorama,
Soulsonic Force,
Faraquet,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Bobby Byrd,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Zapp,
The Shadows of Knight,
Anthony Braxton,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Birthday Party,
Alison Limerick,
Animal Collective,
Skaos,
Eli Mardock,
Boogie Down Productions,
Lindisfarne,
Mary Jane Girls,
K-Klass,
Gabor Szabo,
Scrapy,
Thompson Twins,
Anakelly,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Charles Mingus,
Todd Terry,
X-101,
Dave Gahan,
Malaria!,
The Moody Blues,
Sun Ra,
Terry Callier,
Public Enemy,
Visage,
Fugazi,
Ponytail,
The Durutti Column,
Fad Gadget,
The Fire Engines,
Whodini,
E-Dancer,
Marmalade,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Chris & Cosey,
Gang Gang Dance,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Sister Nancy,
Television Personalities,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Gichy Dan,
Echo & the Bunnymen, Echo & the Bunnymen, Echo & the Bunnymen, Echo & the Bunnymen.
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.