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 India and from Stockholm.
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 1961 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 1983 at the first Art of Noise practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Tres Demented to the electroclash 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 Second Layer. All the underground hits.
All a-ha tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sun Ra record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Spandau Ballet record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Slits,
Dual Sessions,
the Sonics,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Jawbox,
Ornette Coleman,
Gang of Four,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
David Bowie,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Connie Case,
Dead Boys,
Michelle Simonal,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Fluxion,
Sister Nancy,
Quando Quango,
The Seeds,
Juan Atkins,
Eric Dolphy,
Joyce Sims,
Alphaville,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Victims,
Sandy B,
In Retrospect,
Buzzcocks,
Johnny Clarke,
The Smiths,
Silicon Teens,
Sex Pistols,
Television Personalities,
The Raincoats,
Dorothy Ashby,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Sugar Minott,
B.T. Express,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Bobby Womack,
Dennis Brown,
Simply Red,
Eve St. Jones,
Oblivians,
Black Bananas,
James Chance & The Contortions,
10cc,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
the Germs,
Sonic Youth,
Little Man,
R.M.O.,
Eddi Front,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Infiniti,
Neil Young,
Cecil Taylor,
Eurythmics,
Deakin,
T.S.O.L., T.S.O.L., T.S.O.L., T.S.O.L..
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.