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 Papua New Guinea and from Manchester.
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 1968 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 oboe 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 Trumans Water to the dance 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 The Beau Brummels. All the underground hits.
All Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lafayette Afro Rock Band record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bronski Beat record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joy Division,
Isaac Hayes,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
KRS-One,
Excepter,
Terrestrial Tones,
Second Layer,
Alton Ellis,
Lalann,
Dorothy Ashby,
Ken Boothe,
Rekid,
Camouflage,
Half Japanese,
Erasure,
Avey Tare,
Morten Harket,
Sandy B,
Gerry Rafferty,
X-101,
Silicon Teens,
Jimmy McGriff,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Gang Gang Dance,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Sister Nancy,
Monks,
Shuggie Otis,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
the Association,
Circle Jerks,
Technova,
Kool Moe Dee,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
MC5,
Maleditus Sound,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Ultra Naté,
Toni Rubio,
Nick Fraelich,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Birthday Party,
Dark Day,
Iggy Pop,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Cowsills,
Fugazi,
The Move,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Swell Maps,
Faraquet,
Von Mondo,
Alice Coltrane,
The Fortunes,
Scott Walker,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Moebius,
Underground Resistance,
Infiniti,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers, De La Soul & Jungle Brothers, De La Soul & Jungle Brothers, De La Soul & Jungle Brothers.
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.