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 Turkey and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 Lagos and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 the Human League to the funk 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 Alison Limerick. All the underground hits.
All Y Pants tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Traffic Nightmare record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Joe Finger record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Techniques,
Neil Young,
The Happenings,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Roxette,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Von Mondo,
MC5,
T. Rex,
DJ Sneak,
Chrome,
Sällskapet,
The Blues Magoos,
Barbara Tucker,
Aural Exciters,
Maurizio,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Khruangbin,
Zero Boys,
Suicide,
Livin' Joy,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Move,
June Days,
Throbbing Gristle,
Pharoah Sanders,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
H. Thieme,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Rites of Spring,
Peter & Gordon,
The Human League,
The Raincoats,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Cecil Taylor,
Girls At Our Best!,
Jimmy McGriff,
Albert Ayler,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Fatback Band,
Radio Birdman,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Alton Ellis,
Moby Grape,
PIL,
Davy DMX,
Todd Rundgren,
The Star Department,
Massinfluence,
Fear,
Archie Shepp,
Au Pairs,
Yaz,
Pierre Henry,
Peter and Kerry,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Eurythmics,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
UT,
The Tremeloes,
Adolescents, Adolescents, Adolescents, Adolescents.
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.