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 Honduras and from Mumbai.
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 1965 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Delon & Dalcan to the rock kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Wings. All the underground hits.
All Y Pants tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Swans record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Warsaw record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ultravox,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Von Mondo,
Lebanon Hanover,
Young Marble Giants,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Aaron Thompson,
Mary Jane Girls,
Ituana,
Moss Icon,
Q and Not U,
Audionom,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Alarm Clocks,
Eric B and Rakim,
La Düsseldorf,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Wake,
Isaac Hayes,
T. Rex,
U.S. Maple,
Angry Samoans,
Charles Mingus,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Agitation Free,
The Victims,
Reagan Youth,
Arcadia,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
John Coltrane,
Pantaleimon,
Adolescents,
D'Angelo,
LL Cool J,
The Misunderstood,
Barbara Tucker,
The Cure,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Average White Band,
Darondo,
The Barracudas,
Juan Atkins,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Panda Bear,
Dual Sessions,
Derrick May,
Eddi Front,
Scrapy,
Brick,
Patti Smith,
Zero Boys,
MC5,
Can,
Girls At Our Best!,
Radiohead,
The Move,
Junior Murvin,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Henry Cow,
The Searchers,
Bad Manners, Bad Manners, Bad Manners, Bad Manners.
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.