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 Syria and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1965 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 organ 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 Lungfish to the rock 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 Duran Duran. All the underground hits.
All Prince Buster tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rod Modell record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Deakin record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jerry Gold Smith,
The Five Americans,
Cameo,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Divine Comedy,
Electric Prunes,
Soft Machine,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Al Stewart,
The Selecter,
Nico,
Sandy B,
Bobby Sherman,
Negative Approach,
Rosa Yemen,
Erykah Badu,
Brick,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Lightning Bolt,
The Doobie Brothers,
Lalann,
The Young Rascals,
Deakin,
U.S. Maple,
Unwound,
Junior Murvin,
Skriet,
Michelle Simonal,
Loose Ends,
The Smoke,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Saccharine Trust,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Techniques,
Kayak,
Newcleus,
Arcadia,
Lalo Schifrin,
Audionom,
Popol Vuh,
Pole,
Symarip,
Sugar Minott,
The Fall,
Radiohead,
Judy Mowatt,
Connie Case,
Eric Dolphy,
Ronan,
Nick Fraelich,
Agent Orange,
Drive Like Jehu,
Gang Green,
Marshall Jefferson,
Kerrie Biddell,
China Crisis,
ABBA,
Throbbing Gristle, Throbbing Gristle, Throbbing Gristle, Throbbing Gristle.
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.