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 Jamaica and from Delhi.
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 1965 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 Procol Harum to the disco kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Television. All the underground hits.
All Vaughan Mason & Crew tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Grauzone record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lalann record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Monks,
Kayak,
The Real Kids,
The Fugs,
The Pretty Things,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Scan 7,
Ultravox,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Remains,
Bill Near,
The Stooges,
PIL,
Ken Boothe,
Crime,
The Buckinghams,
Tomorrow,
The Evens,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
The Fall,
the Human League,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Peter & Gordon,
Joy Division,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Black Pus,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Duran Duran,
FM Einheit,
Godley & Creme,
Gregory Isaacs,
Jeru the Damaja,
Lungfish,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Alison Limerick,
Eurythmics,
Unwound,
AZ,
The Golliwogs,
The Wake,
Prince Buster,
Adolescents,
Flash Fearless,
Terrestrial Tones,
KRS-One,
Faraquet,
Barbara Tucker,
OOIOO,
Thompson Twins,
Sex Pistols,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Surgeon,
The Sonics,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Associates,
Easy Going,
Delta 5,
Audionom, Audionom, Audionom, Audionom.
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.