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 Zimbabwe and from Tehran.
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 1968 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 theremin 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 Average White Band to the punk 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 Ronan. All the underground hits.
All the Swans tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Desert Stars record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Happenings record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Eric Copeland,
The Skatalites,
JFA,
Kerri Chandler,
Duran Duran,
The Flesh Eaters,
Niagra,
Soulsonic Force,
Rapeman,
Little Man,
Lou Reed,
Anakelly,
Neu!,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Nik Kershaw,
Connie Case,
Tommy Roe,
Country Teasers,
Sound Behaviour,
Cheater Slicks,
Young Marble Giants,
Interpol,
Hasil Adkins,
Hashim,
Althea and Donna,
Barry Ungar,
The Fire Engines,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Parry Music,
The Slackers,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Busters,
Saccharine Trust,
June of 44,
Minnie Riperton,
Godley & Creme,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Eurythmics,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Wally Richardson,
The Young Rascals,
AZ,
Scan 7,
Hoover,
Minny Pops,
Second Layer,
Dennis Brown,
Public Enemy,
Tears for Fears,
Angry Samoans,
Ultra Naté,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
UT,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Pantytec,
Gang Gang Dance,
Ronnie Foster,
Robert Görl,
Audionom,
Television,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Bush Tetras,
Glambeats Corp., Glambeats Corp., Glambeats Corp., Glambeats Corp..
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.