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 Sudan and from Manila.
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 1961 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the 808 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 Ash Ra Tempel to the crunk 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 a-ha. All the underground hits.
All Oneida tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Massinfluence 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 rhodes and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Circle Jerks record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Animal Collective,
Young Marble Giants,
Arcadia,
The Blackbyrds,
The Sonics,
Unrelated Segments,
Heaven 17,
Blake Baxter,
Kerri Chandler,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Quantec,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Golliwogs,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Flipper,
Dorothy Ashby,
Toni Rubio,
Susan Cadogan,
Aural Exciters,
Jandek,
The Mighty Diamonds,
L. Decosne,
Man Eating Sloth,
Nation of Ulysses,
Kerrie Biddell,
Pulsallama,
Ralphi Rosario,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Yazoo,
Lou Reed,
Public Image Ltd.,
Hashim,
Guru Guru,
Althea and Donna,
Buzzcocks,
Erykah Badu,
Yellowson,
Scion,
The Seeds,
Adolescents,
The Detroit Cobras,
Cymande,
Bobby Byrd,
Magma,
Deepchord,
The Durutti Column,
Malaria!,
The Gladiators,
Minor Threat,
Circle Jerks,
Metal Thangz,
The Stooges,
Country Teasers,
Massinfluence,
Spandau Ballet,
X-102,
Duran Duran,
Swell Maps,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Unwound,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Symarip,
The Dave Clark Five, The Dave Clark Five, The Dave Clark Five, The Dave Clark Five.
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.