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 Cambodia and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1966 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Fania All-Stars to the grime 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 Unrelated Segments. All the underground hits.
All Crooked Eye tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every H. Thieme 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cabaret Voltaire record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Essential Logic,
Agitation Free,
Matthew Bourne,
Little Man,
Cameo,
Marmalade,
Judy Mowatt,
Tres Demented,
The Names,
Ornette Coleman,
Hardrive,
Livin' Joy,
Radiohead,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Depeche Mode,
Whodini,
Organ,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The Busters,
The Knickerbockers,
Roxy Music,
The Detroit Cobras,
Oneida,
Lightning Bolt,
Monolake,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Davy DMX,
Underground Resistance,
Sam Rivers,
Thompson Twins,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Chris & Cosey,
Shuggie Otis,
Black Bananas,
Minutemen,
Silicon Teens,
Ralphi Rosario,
Desert Stars,
Drive Like Jehu,
Johnny Clarke,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Graham Central Station,
Delta 5,
Kenny Larkin,
Minny Pops,
Schoolly D,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Lalann,
Section 25,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Matthew Halsall,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Fatback Band,
the Human League,
June Days,
The Toasters,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Pop Group,
Brick,
Ronan,
It's A Beautiful Day, It's A Beautiful Day, It's A Beautiful Day, It's A Beautiful Day.
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.