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 the UAE and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1969 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 arpeggiator 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 Pagans to the grime 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 Das Ding. All the underground hits.
All Sun Ra Arkestra tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Index record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Teenage Jesus and the Jerks record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Skatalites,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Niagra,
Sällskapet,
DJ Sneak,
The Flesh Eaters,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Bauhaus,
Crooked Eye,
Pagans,
The Shadows of Knight,
H. Thieme,
Metal Thangz,
Dave Gahan,
Chris Corsano,
The Vogues,
Lou Christie,
Neu!,
Scan 7,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Rufus Thomas,
Lakeside,
Erykah Badu,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Doors,
Eden Ahbez,
Siglo XX,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Marvin Gaye,
The Count Five,
Boogie Down Productions,
Idris Muhammad,
Qualms,
Procol Harum,
Average White Band,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Curtis Mayfield,
Inner City,
Jeru the Damaja,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Morten Harket,
Can,
Popol Vuh,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Matthew Halsall,
Ice-T,
Pole,
Pet Shop Boys,
the Sonics,
Underground Resistance,
The Misunderstood,
CMW,
Slick Rick,
Radiopuhelimet,
D'Angelo,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Pere Ubu,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Sam Rivers,
The Knickerbockers,
Janne Schatter,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra.
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.