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 Czech Republic and from Cairo.
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 1966 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and London.
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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the güiro 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 Colin Newman to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Aural Exciters. All the underground hits.
All Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Unwound record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Aloha Tigers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Drive Like Jehu,
Tubeway Army,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
E-Dancer,
Tomorrow,
Erykah Badu,
Gabor Szabo,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Grass Roots,
Reagan Youth,
Stetsasonic,
The Cramps,
Soft Cell,
Panda Bear,
Visage,
Swans,
MC5,
Barrington Levy,
The Count Five,
Mantronix,
Glenn Branca,
Massinfluence,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Pretty Things,
Tom Boy,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Vainqueur,
The Smiths,
Trumans Water,
Tim Buckley,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Don Cherry,
the Human League,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The American Breed,
The Real Kids,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Eric B and Rakim,
Ronan,
Max Romeo,
Marc Almond,
Ludus,
Underground Resistance,
Basic Channel,
Joy Division,
Deakin,
Rakim,
Scratch Acid,
Ultravox,
Au Pairs,
The Alarm Clocks,
Von Mondo,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Toni Rubio,
T. Rex,
Harmonia,
Fifty Foot Hose,
James White and The Blacks,
Mission of Burma,
Freddie Wadling,
Quando Quango,
Junior Murvin,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Pantaleimon, Pantaleimon, Pantaleimon, Pantaleimon.
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.