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 Seychelles and from Mumbai.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Halifax.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
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 John Cale to the techno kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Jimmy McGriff. All the underground hits.
All The Leaves tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Electric Light Orchestra 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
China Crisis,
The Pop Group,
The Young Rascals,
Yellowson,
June of 44,
Rakim,
Pere Ubu,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Aural Exciters,
The Standells,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Prince Buster,
The Dirtbombs,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Mojo Men,
Man Parrish,
Josef K,
Heaven 17,
Eve St. Jones,
MDC,
Rufus Thomas,
Black Flag,
Surgeon,
Isaac Hayes,
The Victims,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Zero Boys,
Zapp,
Soulsonic Force,
The Raincoats,
Kurtis Blow,
Television,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
H. Thieme,
The Slits,
Fatback Band,
Crime,
Pharoah Sanders,
Pantytec,
Sonny Sharrock,
Wasted Youth,
The Count Five,
The Grass Roots,
Johnny Clarke,
Archie Shepp,
Graham Central Station,
Moebius,
La Düsseldorf,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Robert Görl,
Nick Fraelich,
Lalo Schifrin,
Simply Red,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Al Stewart,
Dual Sessions,
Toni Rubio,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Mars,
The Zeros,
Section 25,
Kaleidoscope, Kaleidoscope, Kaleidoscope, Kaleidoscope.
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.