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 Moldova and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Infiniti to the rock 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 Fear. All the underground hits.
All Swell Maps tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Soul Sonic Force record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Fall record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ornette Coleman,
Grauzone,
Fluxion,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Half Japanese,
Flamin' Groovies,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
U.S. Maple,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Slick Rick,
Thee Headcoats,
The Fortunes,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Residents,
Juan Atkins,
Crime,
Excepter,
Agent Orange,
Lakeside,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Real Kids,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
the Normal,
Loose Ends,
Rapeman,
Rites of Spring,
Pussy Galore,
The Red Krayola,
Archie Shepp,
Charles Mingus,
John Foxx,
DJ Style,
Fatback Band,
Howard Jones,
Adolescents,
Country Teasers,
Neu!,
Godley & Creme,
Radiohead,
Intrusion,
Nirvana,
Sugar Minott,
Chris & Cosey,
Soulsonic Force,
Amon Düül,
Idris Muhammad,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Mo-Dettes,
Blancmange,
The Smoke,
Y Pants,
Ten City,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Masters at Work,
Goldenarms,
KRS-One,
Kevin Saunderson,
Shuggie Otis,
Bizarre Inc.,
Bauhaus,
The Offenders,
Newcleus,
La Düsseldorf, La Düsseldorf, La Düsseldorf, La Düsseldorf.
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.