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 Bolivia and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Notorious Big And Bone Thugs to the rock 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 Marc Almond. All the underground hits.
All Cameo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Fugs record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pharoah Sanders record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rufus Thomas,
Kenny Larkin,
Bronski Beat,
Matthew Bourne,
The Modern Lovers,
Blancmange,
David Bowie,
Lakeside,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Anthony Braxton,
Radiohead,
Flamin' Groovies,
Urselle,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Invisible,
Echospace,
Swans,
Pulsallama,
Amazonics,
Crooked Eye,
10cc,
Anakelly,
Chris Corsano,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Negative Approach,
The Cramps,
Gerry Rafferty,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
the Human League,
the Fania All-Stars,
Section 25,
Crime,
Faraquet,
Joe Smooth,
Matthew Halsall,
X-101,
Amon Düül,
Robert Wyatt,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Franke,
The Neon Judgement,
Arcadia,
Masters at Work,
Radiopuhelimet,
Bill Wells,
Babytalk,
The Durutti Column,
Ralphi Rosario,
Pharoah Sanders,
Cecil Taylor,
Bauhaus,
Lightning Bolt,
The Slits,
The Zeros,
T.S.O.L.,
Al Stewart,
Thee Headcoats,
The Smoke,
Wasted Youth,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Sparks,
Kerri Chandler, Kerri Chandler, Kerri Chandler, Kerri Chandler.
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.