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 Ireland and from Shanghai.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 Tom Verlaine 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 Leonard Cohen to the electroclash kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 UT. All the underground hits.
All The Grass Roots tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Stockholm Monsters 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 808 and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Steve Hackett record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Todd Terry,
New Order,
Zapp,
Grandmaster Flash,
Saccharine Trust,
Traffic Nightmare,
Freddie Wadling,
Boogie Down Productions,
Eric Dolphy,
Laurel Aitken,
Depeche Mode,
Anthony Braxton,
Essential Logic,
The Doobie Brothers,
Babytalk,
the Germs,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Crash Course in Science,
The Raincoats,
Junior Murvin,
Main Source,
Negative Approach,
AZ,
Black Moon,
Janne Schatter,
Crispian St. Peters,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Buckinghams,
The Star Department,
The Last Poets,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
the Association,
Lungfish,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Hoover,
Robert Hood,
Faraquet,
Connie Case,
Buzzcocks,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Lou Reed,
The Kinks,
Frankie Knuckles,
Roy Ayers,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Henry Cow,
Sound Behaviour,
ABC,
Duran Duran,
Althea and Donna,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Mission of Burma,
Roxy Music,
Cybotron,
James White and The Blacks,
Second Layer,
Bush Tetras,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Quadrant,
New Age Steppers,
La Düsseldorf,
Supertramp,
Adolescents, Adolescents, Adolescents, Adolescents.
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.