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 Peru and from Bremen.
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 1960 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Simply Red to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Ronan. All the underground hits.
All John Lydon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lakeside 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Cure record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Chrome,
The Standells,
Nico,
Pulsallama,
OOIOO,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Urselle,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Invisible,
the Human League,
The Evens,
Andrew Hill,
Robert Hood,
Derrick Morgan,
Toni Rubio,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Black Dice,
The Knickerbockers,
Second Layer,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Nick Fraelich,
Althea and Donna,
Glambeats Corp.,
Steve Hackett,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Loose Ends,
Howard Jones,
T.S.O.L.,
The Neon Judgement,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Gang of Four,
Big Daddy Kane,
Depeche Mode,
Sun Ra,
The Moleskins,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Quando Quango,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Zapp,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Thompson Twins,
Amon Düül II,
DJ Sneak,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Little Man,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Dennis Brown,
Maurizio,
Index,
Tears for Fears,
Dawn Penn,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Lucky Dragons,
Excepter,
David Axelrod,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Blossom Toes,
Ten City,
Babytalk,
Minny Pops,
Don Cherry, Don Cherry, Don Cherry, Don Cherry.
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.