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 Belarus 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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Black Flag. All the underground hits.
All The Gap Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Blake Baxter 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Anakelly record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Litter,
Yazoo,
L. Decosne,
Iggy Pop,
Quadrant,
Suburban Knight,
The Young Rascals,
Con Funk Shun,
Talk Talk,
Tomorrow,
Sight & Sound,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Mad Mike,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Joe Smooth,
Eddi Front,
Clear Light,
Alison Limerick,
Fela Kuti,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Slits,
Tres Demented,
Glambeats Corp.,
Blossom Toes,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Marine Girls,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Cheater Slicks,
Cecil Taylor,
Los Fastidios,
Todd Terry,
Buzzcocks,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
EPMD,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Ohio Players,
Gang Green,
Lou Reed,
Bush Tetras,
Connie Case,
Zapp,
Nirvana,
Jacob Miller,
The Fall,
Index,
Pulsallama,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Jimmy McGriff,
Fifty Foot Hose,
James White and The Blacks,
Jandek,
Guru Guru,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Organ,
Stockholm Monsters,
Deadbeat,
Urselle,
The Velvet Underground,
Franke,
John Coltrane,
MDC, MDC, MDC, MDC.
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.