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 Togo and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Lille.
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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Maurizio to the punk 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 Tubeway Army. All the underground hits.
All Kerrie Biddell tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Amazonics record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 chamberlin and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Neil Young & Crazy Horse record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Donny Hathaway,
Erykah Badu,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Beau Brummels,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Model 500,
The Smiths,
The Searchers,
Faust,
Tres Demented,
Kerri Chandler,
Chris Corsano,
Michelle Simonal,
Pulsallama,
Flipper,
Lalann,
Ultravox,
Boz Scaggs,
Soulsonic Force,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Divine Comedy,
B.T. Express,
Yaz,
Alton Ellis,
Inner City,
Young Marble Giants,
The Slits,
Moss Icon,
The Mojo Men,
Danielle Patucci,
The Detroit Cobras,
The Last Poets,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Pere Ubu,
The Litter,
Babytalk,
The Blackbyrds,
the Swans,
Mary Jane Girls,
Deadbeat,
Barrington Levy,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Modern Lovers,
R.M.O.,
Bill Near,
Amon Düül,
Dorothy Ashby,
The Birthday Party,
The Music Machine,
Todd Terry,
Crooked Eye,
Absolute Body Control,
Liliput,
Graham Central Station,
Mars,
Robert Hood,
Masters at Work,
Camouflage,
Eddi Front, Eddi Front, Eddi Front, Eddi Front.
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.