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 Thailand and from Glasgow.
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 1968 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Taipei.
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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the snare 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 New York Dolls to the grunge 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 X-101. All the underground hits.
All Crooked Eye tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Flash Fearless record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 linndrum and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Can record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Audionom,
The Real Kids,
Qualms,
Echospace,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
T.S.O.L.,
Faust,
Bobbi Humphrey,
PIL,
These Immortal Souls,
Robert Hood,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
La Düsseldorf,
Basic Channel,
cv313,
Grauzone,
Unwound,
The Fugs,
Gong,
Q and Not U,
Massinfluence,
Gang Gang Dance,
Faraquet,
Bobby Womack,
China Crisis,
In Retrospect,
The Blues Magoos,
the Association,
Reuben Wilson,
Chrome,
Danielle Patucci,
Maleditus Sound,
Kas Product,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Black Dice,
Reagan Youth,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Banda Bassotti,
Little Man,
Crooked Eye,
Bob Dylan,
Swans,
Avey Tare,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Quantec,
Mo-Dettes,
Eli Mardock,
H. Thieme,
Fatback Band,
Boredoms,
Khruangbin,
Hashim,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Selecter,
Letta Mbulu,
10cc,
Quando Quango,
Bad Manners,
Ken Boothe, Ken Boothe, Ken Boothe, Ken Boothe.
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.