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 San Marino and from Milan.
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 1963 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 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 R.M.O. 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 Zapp. All the underground hits.
All DJ Style tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Leonard Cohen record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 mellotron and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Funkadelic record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Todd Terry,
The Black Dice,
Technova,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Dual Sessions,
The Cowsills,
AZ,
Black Pus,
Eddi Front,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Lower 48,
The Dirtbombs,
New Order,
Delta 5,
Kerri Chandler,
Talk Talk,
Stiv Bators,
Cybotron,
Dave Gahan,
Altered Images,
Neil Young,
The Dead C,
The Monochrome Set,
Gichy Dan,
The Five Americans,
Aswad,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Boogie Down Productions,
Roxette,
Robert Wyatt,
Nas,
Mark Hollis,
Fela Kuti,
Lindisfarne,
Lalann,
Ten City,
Chris Corsano,
Crime,
Unrelated Segments,
Throbbing Gristle,
Man Eating Sloth,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Busters,
Surgeon,
ABC,
Cheater Slicks,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Stereo Dub,
Supertramp,
The Cure,
Prince Buster,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Barclay James Harvest,
Television Personalities,
Yazoo,
This Heat,
Theoretical Girls,
The Barracudas,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Vogues,
Angry Samoans,
The Angels of Light,
Thompson Twins,
Public Image Ltd., Public Image Ltd., Public Image Ltd., Public Image Ltd..
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.