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 Angola and from Houston.
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 1964 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Audionom to the electroclash 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 Thee Headcoats. All the underground hits.
All Reuben Wilson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Flesh Eaters 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Dirtbombs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bizarre Inc.,
Mantronix,
Alice Coltrane,
The Fall,
Rotary Connection,
Hashim,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Niagra,
Robert Wyatt,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Maurizio,
The Golliwogs,
Sam Rivers,
Danielle Patucci,
Hardrive,
Delon & Dalcan,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Banda Bassotti,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Flash Fearless,
The Skatalites,
Spoonie Gee,
Cameo,
The Cure,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Flipper,
Scientists,
The Modern Lovers,
Talk Talk,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Vainqueur,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Charles Mingus,
Girls At Our Best!,
Morten Harket,
Fela Kuti,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Kenny Larkin,
Dawn Penn,
a-ha,
Khruangbin,
John Coltrane,
Bang On A Can,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Eyeless In Gaza,
New Order,
The Evens,
Q and Not U,
Jerry's Kids,
Gang of Four,
Terry Callier,
Peter & Gordon,
Radio Birdman,
Darondo,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Donald Byrd,
The Fire Engines,
Black Sheep,
Glenn Branca,
The Misunderstood,
Arthur Verocai,
The Motions,
Pulsallama, Pulsallama, Pulsallama, Pulsallama.
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.