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 South Africa and from Manchester.
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 1967 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 The Walker Brothers 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 Scrapy. All the underground hits.
All Junior Murvin tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Faust 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bootsy's Rubber Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Zapp,
Marvin Gaye,
Aural Exciters,
Country Teasers,
Crash Course in Science,
Cybotron,
Outsiders,
Amon Düül II,
Marc Almond,
Minny Pops,
The Associates,
Grandmaster Flash,
Masters at Work,
kango's stein massive,
Joy Division,
Little Man,
Skriet,
Sister Nancy,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Inner City,
Jeff Lynne,
Y Pants,
Todd Terry,
Lakeside,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Eli Mardock,
Slick Rick,
Metal Thangz,
Wolf Eyes,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Bad Manners,
The Walker Brothers,
June Days,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Brand Nubian,
The Martian,
Popol Vuh,
Mad Mike,
June of 44,
The Index,
Nas,
Fela Kuti,
Index,
The Litter,
Marmalade,
Chris Corsano,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Camberwell Now,
Tubeway Army,
Glenn Branca,
Man Eating Sloth,
The Wake,
Maurizio,
Whodini,
Minor Threat,
the Bar-Kays,
Mo-Dettes,
Crispy Ambulance,
Cecil Taylor,
The Searchers, The Searchers, The Searchers, The Searchers.
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.