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 Tonga and from Tehran.
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 1960 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Essential Logic to the techno kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Ash Ra Tempel. All the underground hits.
All Fear tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Victims record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 sitar and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Roy Ayers Ubiquity record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
JFA,
T.S.O.L.,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Bauhaus,
U.S. Maple,
One Last Wish,
Mars,
Hot Snakes,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Kaleidoscope,
The Durutti Column,
Dennis Brown,
Traffic Nightmare,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Newcleus,
Barrington Levy,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
New Age Steppers,
Nik Kershaw,
Marc Almond,
David McCallum,
Ornette Coleman,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Franke,
Severed Heads,
Audionom,
Visage,
Absolute Body Control,
Public Image Ltd.,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Judy Mowatt,
the Sonics,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Rufus Thomas,
Jimmy McGriff,
Gastr Del Sol,
Tubeway Army,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Scan 7,
Faust,
Robert Görl,
Ronan,
The Associates,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Brick,
FM Einheit,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Roxette,
Television,
Alton Ellis,
Barbara Tucker,
Graham Central Station,
Leonard Cohen,
Desert Stars,
Byron Stingily,
Pagans,
Soft Machine,
Joyce Sims,
Minor Threat,
Magma,
Gang Gang Dance, Gang Gang Dance, Gang Gang Dance, Gang Gang Dance.
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.