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 Barbados and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1965 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Basic Channel to the punk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 MC5. All the underground hits.
All Scrapy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Moss Icon record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 guitar and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Associates record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
UT,
Amazonics,
Supertramp,
Ultimate Spinach,
Gang Green,
The American Breed,
Smog,
Siglo XX,
La Düsseldorf,
The Offenders,
Shuggie Otis,
Rufus Thomas,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
X-102,
Kayak,
the Slits,
Los Fastidios,
Sexual Harrassment,
Rites of Spring,
Stiv Bators,
Boogie Down Productions,
Yaz,
Au Pairs,
The Evens,
Mad Mike,
Althea and Donna,
OOIOO,
Slave,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Soul II Soul,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Derrick May,
Schoolly D,
Jesper Dahlback,
Frankie Knuckles,
Crooked Eye,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Lindisfarne,
Moss Icon,
Mary Jane Girls,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Johnny Clarke,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Scott Walker,
The Tremeloes,
Motorama,
the Soft Cell,
Quantec,
The Happenings,
World's Most,
Magma,
Soft Machine,
Sun Ra,
Pagans,
Freddie Wadling,
Todd Rundgren,
Darondo,
The Residents,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Dorothy Ashby, Dorothy Ashby, Dorothy Ashby, Dorothy Ashby.
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.