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 Iceland and from Woodstock.
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 1960 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 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 Chris & Cosey to the jazz 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 Slave. All the underground hits.
All FM Einheit tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Harry Pussy record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Livin' Joy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Slits,
Motorama,
Barbara Tucker,
The Dave Clark Five,
K-Klass,
Jacques Brel,
Sun Ra,
The Golliwogs,
Marcia Griffiths,
Oneida,
Duran Duran,
Massinfluence,
Eve St. Jones,
Siglo XX,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Jandek,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Gichy Dan,
Amon Düül,
Dead Boys,
The Trojans,
Bad Manners,
Hardrive,
Porter Ricks,
Surgeon,
The Barracudas,
The Monochrome Set,
Andrew Hill,
Barry Ungar,
Patti Smith,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
D'Angelo,
Ten City,
The Vogues,
The Human League,
The Mojo Men,
Funkadelic,
Procol Harum,
Soft Cell,
Fad Gadget,
Tommy Roe,
Wire,
Dual Sessions,
Banda Bassotti,
Q65,
Negative Approach,
Fela Kuti,
Mars,
The Beau Brummels,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Fire Engines,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Ronan,
Livin' Joy,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
FM Einheit,
The J.B.'s,
Warren Ellis,
Frankie Knuckles, Frankie Knuckles, Frankie Knuckles, Frankie Knuckles.
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.