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 Laos and from Columbus.
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 1969 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 1976 at the first Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Godley & Creme to the techno kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 La Düsseldorf. All the underground hits.
All Hashim tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every June of 44 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Massinfluence record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kenny Larkin,
Television Personalities,
Lou Christie,
Bob Dylan,
Dawn Penn,
The Red Krayola,
Alison Limerick,
Ludus,
Lalann,
Dennis Brown,
Agent Orange,
Johnny Clarke,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
D'Angelo,
Siglo XX,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Mantronix,
Grandmaster Flash,
Andrew Hill,
Los Fastidios,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Charles Mingus,
Loose Ends,
Amazonics,
The Motions,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Saints,
Marcia Griffiths,
Mr. Review,
Grey Daturas,
Quando Quango,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Move,
Mission of Burma,
Liliput,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Faraquet,
Surgeon,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
KRS-One,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
June Days,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Franke,
Crooked Eye,
Animal Collective,
Infiniti,
Blossom Toes,
ABC,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Henry Cow,
Bronski Beat,
Altered Images,
Scratch Acid,
H. Thieme,
Von Mondo,
the Human League,
X-Ray Spex,
Big Daddy Kane, Big Daddy Kane, Big Daddy Kane, Big Daddy Kane.
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.