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 Liechtenstein and from London.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 1976 at the first Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
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 Terrestrial Tones to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Suburban Knight. All the underground hits.
All Scion tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Judy Mowatt 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Johnny Osbourne record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scion,
Stetsasonic,
Aswad,
Sällskapet,
The Pretty Things,
Franke,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
LL Cool J,
Kaleidoscope,
Rhythm & Sound,
Tears for Fears,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Idris Muhammad,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Nas,
the Human League,
Josef K,
The Cure,
Babytalk,
Roxy Music,
Pantaleimon,
Suburban Knight,
The Fortunes,
Terry Callier,
This Heat,
Swans,
Dual Sessions,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Lucky Dragons,
Jimmy McGriff,
Skriet,
New York Dolls,
Janne Schatter,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
the Soft Cell,
Gabor Szabo,
Agent Orange,
Silicon Teens,
Niagra,
Wasted Youth,
Marshall Jefferson,
A Certain Ratio,
Eddi Front,
Warsaw,
Excepter,
Lee Hazlewood,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Shadows of Knight,
Lakeside,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Donald Byrd,
Sarah Menescal,
Con Funk Shun,
Malaria!,
The Dead C,
Metal Thangz,
Qualms,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Country Joe & The Fish, Country Joe & The Fish, Country Joe & The Fish, Country Joe & The Fish.
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.