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 Costa Rica and from Mumbai.
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 1964 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 1976 at the first Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 Warsaw to the punk 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 Roger Hodgson. All the underground hits.
All Talk Talk tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Unrelated Segments record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 theremin and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Von Mondo,
Toni Rubio,
ABBA,
Aural Exciters,
Sällskapet,
Darondo,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The J.B.'s,
Bang On A Can,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Robert Hood,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Eric Dolphy,
Mandrill,
Idris Muhammad,
The New Christs,
Jacques Brel,
the Normal,
Slave,
Ituana,
One Last Wish,
James White and The Blacks,
Flipper,
Los Fastidios,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Cramps,
Supertramp,
Jacob Miller,
Barbara Tucker,
Roy Ayers,
Peter and Kerry,
A Certain Ratio,
Pulsallama,
The Electric Prunes,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Cure,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Black Moon,
Arab on Radar,
Sex Pistols,
Brand Nubian,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Soul Sonic Force,
Joe Finger,
Kevin Saunderson,
the Sonics,
Underground Resistance,
Juan Atkins,
The Blackbyrds,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Eli Mardock,
Ultimate Spinach,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Rakim,
Iggy Pop,
Sonny Sharrock,
Maurizio,
Second Layer,
Bobby Sherman,
The Count Five, The Count Five, The Count Five, The Count Five.
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.