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 Greece and from Toronto.
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 1963 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Colin Newman to the techno 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 Absolute Body Control. All the underground hits.
All Shoche tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Marcia Griffiths record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Barbara Tucker,
R.M.O.,
The Music Machine,
Shuggie Otis,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Surgeon,
Michelle Simonal,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Gladiators,
Camouflage,
Young Marble Giants,
Sixth Finger,
The Fuzztones,
Accadde A,
LL Cool J,
Minutemen,
Joe Finger,
The Durutti Column,
Intrusion,
Charles Mingus,
X-Ray Spex,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Harpers Bizarre,
Ossler,
Kaleidoscope,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Cymande,
Japan,
The Dead C,
Colin Newman,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Television Personalities,
The Standells,
Ultravox,
A Certain Ratio,
Symarip,
The Star Department,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Swell Maps,
The Remains,
Girls At Our Best!,
Frankie Knuckles,
John Foxx,
Electric Prunes,
Eli Mardock,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
DNA,
New Age Steppers,
Radio Birdman,
Nirvana,
Jesper Dahlback,
Guru Guru,
Schoolly D,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Los Fastidios,
Mo-Dettes,
Roxy Music,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Das Ding,
Dual Sessions, Dual Sessions, Dual Sessions, Dual Sessions.
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.