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 Slovakia and from Toronto.
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 1967 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 arpeggiator 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 Gabor Szabo to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Vainqueur. All the underground hits.
All New Order tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Yusef Lateef record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 an oboe and a mellotron 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 synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ronan,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Flipper,
Con Funk Shun,
Gang of Four,
The Human League,
Tres Demented,
Sparks,
Model 500,
OOIOO,
Aaron Thompson,
Blake Baxter,
Zapp,
Adolescents,
The Red Krayola,
Masters at Work,
Q65,
Sarah Menescal,
The Moleskins,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Cymande,
The Doors,
Crime,
The Durutti Column,
John Foxx,
The Offenders,
The Doobie Brothers,
Roger Hodgson,
Robert Wyatt,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Misunderstood,
Robert Görl,
New York Dolls,
A Flock of Seagulls,
JFA,
Man Parrish,
The Cosmic Jokers,
The Black Dice,
David McCallum,
The Seeds,
Grey Daturas,
ABC,
Ohio Players,
Fela Kuti,
the Normal,
Echospace,
Basic Channel,
Nirvana,
John Lydon,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Outsiders,
Reagan Youth,
The Skatalites,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Rakim,
The Shadows of Knight,
Yaz,
Skriet,
Wire,
Gregory Isaacs,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Gong,
Bill Near, Bill Near, Bill Near, Bill Near.
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.