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 Venezuela and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1960 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 La Düsseldorf to the rock kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Sound Behaviour. All the underground hits.
All Talk Talk tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gang Green 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nils Olav,
Rosa Yemen,
Joensuu 1685,
Drexciya,
Swell Maps,
Tom Boy,
The New Christs,
Boogie Down Productions,
Negative Approach,
Adolescents,
Procol Harum,
Ituana,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Jacob Miller,
Mandrill,
Cheater Slicks,
Godley & Creme,
Metal Thangz,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Michelle Simonal,
KRS-One,
Pagans,
Laurel Aitken,
John Foxx,
The Fall,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Lee Hazlewood,
Brothers Johnson,
Outsiders,
Tomorrow,
Silicon Teens,
Radiohead,
Vladislav Delay,
Isaac Hayes,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Shoche,
Barbara Tucker,
Rod Modell,
T. Rex,
Liliput,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
the Slits,
Youth Brigade,
Das Ding,
Young Marble Giants,
The Standells,
The Human League,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Connie Case,
Qualms,
The Victims,
Roxette,
Depeche Mode,
DNA,
The Sonics,
New Age Steppers,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Sonic Youth,
Zapp,
Schoolly D, Schoolly D, Schoolly D, Schoolly D.
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.