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 Kiribati and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Drexciya. All the underground hits.
All Mary Jane Girls tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mary Jane Girls record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Connie Case record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scientists,
Eurythmics,
LL Cool J,
Thompson Twins,
Sam Rivers,
Fad Gadget,
The Index,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Move,
Eden Ahbez,
Ten City,
The Blues Magoos,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Todd Terry,
Aural Exciters,
The Dirtbombs,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Black Flag,
Pole,
Johnny Clarke,
Althea and Donna,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Grandmaster Flash,
Davy DMX,
Can,
Matthew Bourne,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Kool Moe Dee,
Harry Pussy,
Cal Tjader,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Jawbox,
The Angels of Light,
Mo-Dettes,
Outsiders,
MDC,
PIL,
Smog,
Avey Tare,
Niagra,
Warsaw,
Theoretical Girls,
Royal Trux,
Circle Jerks,
Pulsallama,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Skatalites,
Henry Cow,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Depeche Mode,
Isaac Hayes,
The Fall,
David Axelrod,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Y Pants,
Alphaville,
Intrusion,
Easy Going,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
the Sonics,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Funkadelic,
Visage,
Average White Band, Average White Band, Average White Band, Average White Band.
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.