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 Libya and from Tehran.
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 1965 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Brick to the techno 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 Suicide. All the underground hits.
All Robert Görl tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Barclay James Harvest 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jeru the Damaja record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gil Scott Heron,
Reuben Wilson,
Funkadelic,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Warsaw,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Invisible,
Ludus,
Soulsonic Force,
Liliput,
Whodini,
Zapp,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Joey Negro,
John Coltrane,
Ronan,
R.M.O.,
The Mummies,
One Last Wish,
Outsiders,
Peter & Gordon,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Kayak,
Unrelated Segments,
Cameo,
Sugar Minott,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Doobie Brothers,
Lalo Schifrin,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Ponytail,
The Fugs,
Derrick Morgan,
The Skatalites,
10cc,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Associates,
DJ Sneak,
Black Sheep,
Arcadia,
Deakin,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The New Christs,
Frankie Knuckles,
Swell Maps,
Lindisfarne,
Accadde A,
The Happenings,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Skarface,
Blake Baxter,
The Trojans,
Harry Pussy,
Desert Stars,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Can,
Harmonia,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Gap Band,
Gang Green,
The Dirtbombs, The Dirtbombs, The Dirtbombs, The Dirtbombs.
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.