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 Senegal and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Pole to the rock 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 Nation of Ulysses. All the underground hits.
All Sun Ra Arkestra tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every ABBA record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan 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?
Echospace,
Japan,
Guru Guru,
Barbara Tucker,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Johnny Clarke,
Eric B and Rakim,
Henry Cow,
Flipper,
The Angels of Light,
Malaria!,
Maleditus Sound,
Drexciya,
The Gladiators,
Glenn Branca,
The J.B.'s,
Judy Mowatt,
Ronnie Foster,
Altered Images,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Eden Ahbez,
Davy DMX,
The Residents,
The Cowsills,
Von Mondo,
Joey Negro,
Alison Limerick,
Black Flag,
Matthew Halsall,
Desert Stars,
Essential Logic,
Man Parrish,
Man Eating Sloth,
Iggy Pop,
Vladislav Delay,
Al Stewart,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Bluetip,
Crooked Eye,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Outsiders,
Flash Fearless,
Groovy Waters,
the Human League,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Hashim,
Porter Ricks,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Radio Birdman,
Dave Gahan,
Dawn Penn,
Visage,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
KRS-One,
Fluxion,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Half Japanese,
Ultimate Spinach,
Byron Stingily,
The Dave Clark Five,
8 Eyed Spy,
Colin Newman, Colin Newman, Colin Newman, Colin Newman.
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.