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 Bulgaria and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 arpeggiator 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 Chocolate Watch Band to the punk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Kas Product. All the underground hits.
All Gerry Rafferty tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Grey Daturas record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kango’s Stein Massive record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scientists,
Rufus Thomas,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Five Americans,
Black Bananas,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Faust,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
kango's stein massive,
The Residents,
Minny Pops,
Juan Atkins,
The Sonics,
T. Rex,
Yazoo,
Big Daddy Kane,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Bronski Beat,
Alphaville,
Terry Callier,
The Slits,
Spoonie Gee,
Moss Icon,
Iggy Pop,
Boredoms,
The Kinks,
The Grass Roots,
KRS-One,
Black Flag,
Maurizio,
Neu!,
The Modern Lovers,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Bad Manners,
The Velvet Underground,
Nik Kershaw,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Aaron Thompson,
Sonic Youth,
The Doobie Brothers,
Albert Ayler,
Erykah Badu,
10cc,
The Sound,
Deepchord,
Nils Olav,
Johnny Clarke,
The Music Machine,
Crispy Ambulance,
Symarip,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Human League,
Swans,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Joe Smooth,
R.M.O.,
a-ha,
Robert Hood,
Guru Guru,
Minutemen,
Mars,
Erasure,
Joyce Sims, Joyce Sims, Joyce Sims, Joyce Sims.
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.