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 Kuwait and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 mellotron 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 The Litter 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 Ornette Coleman. All the underground hits.
All Trumans Water tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Peanut Butter Conspiracy 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a China Crisis record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Aloha Tigers,
Essential Logic,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Martian,
Marine Girls,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Dirtbombs,
Archie Shepp,
Aural Exciters,
New Age Steppers,
Eddi Front,
Rites of Spring,
Skaos,
Roger Hodgson,
Ultravox,
Spoonie Gee,
The Music Machine,
Laurel Aitken,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
David Bowie,
Flipper,
Arcadia,
Bill Wells,
Ice-T,
Lou Reed,
Intrusion,
Crime,
Faust,
Lower 48,
Pulsallama,
Khruangbin,
June Days,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Arab on Radar,
Sister Nancy,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Cure,
Josef K,
Icehouse,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Babytalk,
The Skatalites,
Curtis Mayfield,
Marvin Gaye,
Soulsonic Force,
Harmonia,
Ludus,
Cymande,
Lalann,
the Germs,
ABC,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Masters at Work,
Sam Rivers,
Joyce Sims,
Neu!,
Albert Ayler,
Rekid,
Inner City,
The Angels of Light,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Steve Hackett, Steve Hackett, Steve Hackett, Steve Hackett.
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.