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 Taiwan and from Bologna.
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 1962 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Can to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Blancmange. All the underground hits.
All Wings tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lee Hazlewood 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a David Axelrod 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?
Camberwell Now,
Visage,
Lower 48,
Stetsasonic,
Sun City Girls,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Sällskapet,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Excepter,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Arab on Radar,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Wake,
Alice Coltrane,
Nirvana,
a-ha,
Jeru the Damaja,
Girls At Our Best!,
Joy Division,
The Electric Prunes,
Sexual Harrassment,
Boredoms,
Terrestrial Tones,
Suicide,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Peter & Gordon,
Slick Rick,
Lyres,
Mandrill,
Bill Wells,
Erykah Badu,
The Fugs,
the Bar-Kays,
Scratch Acid,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Fire Engines,
Tubeway Army,
Eli Mardock,
Scan 7,
Brick,
Gang Starr,
Marmalade,
Gabor Szabo,
Pagans,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Anthony Braxton,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Main Source,
Lindisfarne,
Junior Murvin,
Reuben Wilson,
Wire,
The Trojans,
B.T. Express,
The Fortunes,
Gichy Dan,
The Associates,
Gong,
Colin Newman,
Liaisons Dangereuses, Liaisons Dangereuses, Liaisons Dangereuses, Liaisons Dangereuses.
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.