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 Gabon and from Columbus.
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 1968 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Easy Going to the punk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog. All the underground hits.
All The Names tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Todd Rundgren record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Funkadelic record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Black Dice,
Donald Byrd,
Nik Kershaw,
Nils Olav,
The Offenders,
Radiohead,
The Misunderstood,
The Golliwogs,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Trojans,
The Mojo Men,
Nico,
The Leaves,
DJ Style,
The Move,
The Divine Comedy,
Amon Düül,
Sonic Youth,
Colin Newman,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Star Department,
Funky Four + One,
John Cale,
Donny Hathaway,
Eurythmics,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Niagra,
John Holt,
Quadrant,
Kevin Saunderson,
Adolescents,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Peter & Gordon,
Matthew Bourne,
Eddi Front,
OOIOO,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Smiths,
The Moleskins,
Ossler,
The Smoke,
Steve Hackett,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The Remains,
Pylon,
Youth Brigade,
Byron Stingily,
Terry Callier,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Scan 7,
The Evens,
Peter and Kerry,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Sugar Minott,
Pole,
Bill Wells,
The Pop Group,
ABBA,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Curtis Mayfield,
EPMD, EPMD, EPMD, EPMD.
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.