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 Finland and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1961 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Taipei.
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 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the theremin 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 Thinking Fellers Union Local 282 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 Scott Walker. All the underground hits.
All Newcleus tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 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?
Kayak,
One Last Wish,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Cecil Taylor,
Rakim,
Gang Gang Dance,
Soulsonic Force,
Sex Pistols,
The Detroit Cobras,
Outsiders,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Junior Murvin,
The Electric Prunes,
DJ Sneak,
The Offenders,
Sandy B,
Vainqueur,
The Buckinghams,
Tears for Fears,
The Grass Roots,
Eric B and Rakim,
Scratch Acid,
Erasure,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Donald Byrd,
Rotary Connection,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Five Americans,
Malaria!,
Marshall Jefferson,
The American Breed,
The Beau Brummels,
Banda Bassotti,
Sun City Girls,
Television,
Harmonia,
Ice-T,
Bad Manners,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Skatalites,
Soul Sonic Force,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Albert Ayler,
Delon & Dalcan,
Bang On A Can,
Kaleidoscope,
Monolake,
The Walker Brothers,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Bronski Beat,
10cc,
Bobby Womack,
Frankie Knuckles,
Todd Terry,
Spoonie Gee,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Chris & Cosey,
ABC,
Blancmange,
Oneida, Oneida, Oneida, Oneida.
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.