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 Iran and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1968 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 Pulsallama to the dance 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 A Certain Ratio. All the underground hits.
All The Happenings tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pagans record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Minnie Riperton record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Depeche Mode,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Moleskins,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Neon Judgement,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Stereo Dub,
Con Funk Shun,
Barclay James Harvest,
Magazine,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Massinfluence,
Bobby Byrd,
Curtis Mayfield,
the Swans,
Grey Daturas,
The Move,
The Evens,
Parry Music,
Rod Modell,
Aaron Thompson,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Shadows of Knight,
Ronnie Foster,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Altered Images,
Adolescents,
Q and Not U,
Essential Logic,
Gong,
Erasure,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Model 500,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Erykah Badu,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Detroit Cobras,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Modern Lovers,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Sonic Youth,
Bobby Womack,
John Cale,
Max Romeo,
Albert Ayler,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Smoke,
Shuggie Otis,
Soulsonic Force,
Henry Cow,
Symarip,
Basic Channel,
Minnie Riperton,
Reagan Youth,
PIL,
Monolake,
Porter Ricks,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Groovy Waters,
The Sonics,
Anthony Braxton,
The Offenders,
Eden Ahbez, Eden Ahbez, Eden Ahbez, Eden Ahbez.
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.