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 Kuwait and from Spokane.
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 1961 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the guitar 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 Fifty Foot Hose to the funk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Gong. All the underground hits.
All Gong tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Swell Maps record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Parry Music record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ronan,
Tears for Fears,
Deadbeat,
Kevin Saunderson,
Eden Ahbez,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Kenny Larkin,
Lalo Schifrin,
the Swans,
The Standells,
Howard Jones,
Audionom,
Chris & Cosey,
the Fania All-Stars,
Blancmange,
Parry Music,
KRS-One,
Duran Duran,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Lucky Dragons,
Susan Cadogan,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Pussy Galore,
Procol Harum,
Sparks,
Mantronix,
Sugar Minott,
a-ha,
Niagra,
Nick Fraelich,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Interpol,
Saccharine Trust,
Agent Orange,
Stereo Dub,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Robert Wyatt,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Underground Resistance,
Ten City,
Joy Division,
Adolescents,
The Walker Brothers,
Fad Gadget,
Young Marble Giants,
David Axelrod,
The Blues Magoos,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Livin' Joy,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
the Association,
Max Romeo,
D'Angelo,
John Foxx,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Liliput,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Quadrant,
Delta 5,
Kool Moe Dee,
New Order, New Order, New Order, New Order.
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.