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 Serbia and from New York.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 Skriet to the punk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Magma tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Suicide record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 clarinet and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scientists record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gregory Isaacs,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Index,
Funky Four + One,
The Moody Blues,
Kenny Larkin,
Bobby Byrd,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Livin' Joy,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Pole,
Crime,
Jacques Brel,
The Young Rascals,
the Sonics,
The Evens,
Amon Düül,
Skarface,
The Barracudas,
Anakelly,
The Slits,
UT,
PIL,
The Leaves,
Magma,
Gastr Del Sol,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Oblivians,
Sun Ra,
The Saints,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
China Crisis,
Make Up,
Peter & Gordon,
Negative Approach,
Moebius,
Hardrive,
Eden Ahbez,
The Monks,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Doobie Brothers,
Idris Muhammad,
Parry Music,
Janne Schatter,
Moby Grape,
Liliput,
Angry Samoans,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Detroit Cobras,
Pierre Henry,
Erykah Badu,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Offenders,
Slick Rick,
Dead Boys,
Man Eating Sloth,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Misunderstood,
Stetsasonic,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Frankie Knuckles,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Bluetip,
Leonard Cohen, Leonard Cohen, Leonard Cohen, Leonard Cohen.
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.