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 Lithuania and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 London and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Bauhaus to the rock 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 Doobie Brothers. All the underground hits.
All Kayak tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bobby Womack 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Leonard Cohen record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Radiohead,
Fear,
The Young Rascals,
Gang of Four,
the Slits,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Amon Düül,
Infiniti,
Bang On A Can,
Los Fastidios,
Mo-Dettes,
Byron Stingily,
Visage,
David Bowie,
Lou Reed,
Brick,
Pet Shop Boys,
Ornette Coleman,
The Zeros,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Minny Pops,
Con Funk Shun,
The Litter,
Dorothy Ashby,
H. Thieme,
Skriet,
Supertramp,
Average White Band,
the Germs,
Juan Atkins,
The Fall,
Nick Fraelich,
The Dead C,
Animal Collective,
The Divine Comedy,
Tim Buckley,
Quadrant,
Gastr Del Sol,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Avey Tare,
the Human League,
Interpol,
Joensuu 1685,
Wally Richardson,
DNA,
One Last Wish,
Sight & Sound,
Surgeon,
Joe Smooth,
Barbara Tucker,
Tomorrow,
the Swans,
Chris Corsano,
Spoonie Gee,
8 Eyed Spy,
Blossom Toes,
Funky Four + One,
Sun City Girls,
The Velvet Underground,
Easy Going,
Groovy Waters,
Kevin Saunderson,
John Coltrane, John Coltrane, John Coltrane, John Coltrane.
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.