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 Uganda and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 organ 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 R.M.O. to the jazz kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Derrick Morgan. All the underground hits.
All Bronski Beat tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Real Kids 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Skaos record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Hasil Adkins,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Connie Case,
Silicon Teens,
Flipper,
The Human League,
Archie Shepp,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Radiohead,
Pylon,
Scott Walker,
Camouflage,
Kas Product,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Seeds,
Das Ding,
The Index,
Sparks,
Byron Stingily,
Magma,
Severed Heads,
Bobby Sherman,
Anakelly,
Lee Hazlewood,
Ralphi Rosario,
Smog,
the Sonics,
Ludus,
Chrome,
Suburban Knight,
K-Klass,
Main Source,
Dorothy Ashby,
Tom Boy,
Erasure,
Jawbox,
The Young Rascals,
The Fortunes,
Unwound,
Pantaleimon,
Godley & Creme,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Cosmic Jokers,
The Sound,
Sandy B,
8 Eyed Spy,
Rhythm & Sound,
Spoonie Gee,
Kayak,
The Fire Engines,
The Slackers,
Black Flag,
Slick Rick,
Japan,
Infiniti,
The Neon Judgement,
Cymande,
the Soft Cell,
the Bar-Kays,
Eric Copeland, Eric Copeland, Eric Copeland, Eric Copeland.
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.