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 France and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1960 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 clarinet 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 Boz Scaggs to the rock kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Zero Boys. All the underground hits.
All JFA tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ludus record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Erykah Badu 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?
China Crisis,
Pierre Henry,
The Fugs,
Index,
The Moody Blues,
The Modern Lovers,
Franke,
Guru Guru,
MDC,
The Divine Comedy,
The Gun Club,
Buzzcocks,
Warsaw,
Dark Day,
H. Thieme,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Robert Hood,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Nik Kershaw,
Absolute Body Control,
Ultimate Spinach,
Archie Shepp,
Sixth Finger,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Smoke,
Faraquet,
Spandau Ballet,
The Searchers,
Dual Sessions,
Metal Thangz,
Laurel Aitken,
Kurtis Blow,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
John Cale,
Jesper Dahlback,
Marc Almond,
Depeche Mode,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Wake,
Reuben Wilson,
Q and Not U,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Popol Vuh,
Peter & Gordon,
Harmonia,
Stiv Bators,
Rekid,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Godley & Creme,
Drexciya,
Ornette Coleman,
Throbbing Gristle,
Suburban Knight,
Fluxion,
Junior Murvin,
The Gories,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Scientists,
New Age Steppers,
Country Joe & The Fish, Country Joe & The Fish, Country Joe & The Fish, Country Joe & The Fish.
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.