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 Brazil and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 clarinet 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 DNA to the disco 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 China Crisis. All the underground hits.
All The Skatalites tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jeru the Damaja record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
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 Nirvana record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Searchers,
The Happenings,
The Durutti Column,
Vainqueur,
Alphaville,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Arcadia,
Johnny Clarke,
the Soft Cell,
Deadbeat,
John Coltrane,
F. McDonald,
Isaac Hayes,
Ludus,
Yusef Lateef,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Scratch Acid,
Little Man,
Electric Prunes,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Chris Corsano,
Lindisfarne,
The Shadows of Knight,
Eve St. Jones,
Das Ding,
Gang of Four,
Qualms,
Glenn Branca,
Robert Hood,
Susan Cadogan,
The Beau Brummels,
The Seeds,
Peter and Kerry,
The Modern Lovers,
Wings,
Joe Finger,
Peter & Gordon,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Lalo Schifrin,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Kaleidoscope,
Donny Hathaway,
Byron Stingily,
Outsiders,
Althea and Donna,
Adolescents,
Bronski Beat,
The Litter,
Stereo Dub,
Iggy Pop,
Excepter,
Swans,
Harmonia,
Maleditus Sound,
Fluxion,
The Sound,
The Fall,
The Cowsills,
The Count Five,
The Slackers, The Slackers, The Slackers, The Slackers.
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.