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 Antigua and from Lyon.
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 1964 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Erasure to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Gong. All the underground hits.
All UT tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nirvana 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Slick Rick record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ludus,
Flash Fearless,
Nation of Ulysses,
10cc,
Vainqueur,
Saccharine Trust,
Patti Smith,
Radiopuhelimet,
Scott Walker,
Au Pairs,
Guru Guru,
Average White Band,
David Axelrod,
Negative Approach,
Moss Icon,
Gang of Four,
The Busters,
Juan Atkins,
The Alarm Clocks,
June of 44,
Gastr Del Sol,
LL Cool J,
Bill Wells,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Second Layer,
Depeche Mode,
James White and The Blacks,
Sällskapet,
Can,
Cybotron,
The Cramps,
Soulsonic Force,
Television Personalities,
Sam Rivers,
Underground Resistance,
Fela Kuti,
Robert Wyatt,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Wasted Youth,
Lindisfarne,
The Blackbyrds,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Techniques,
Babytalk,
Judy Mowatt,
Minny Pops,
Howard Jones,
The Walker Brothers,
Scan 7,
Aloha Tigers,
Kool Moe Dee,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Lyres,
The Young Rascals,
The Barracudas,
Half Japanese,
Toni Rubio,
8 Eyed Spy,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Zapp,
Warren Ellis,
The Smoke, The Smoke, The Smoke, The Smoke.
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.