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 Marshall Islands and from Woodstock.
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 1960 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Yellowson to the disco 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 The Gun Club. All the underground hits.
All Severed Heads tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ken Boothe record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jesper Dahlbäck record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bobby Sherman,
The Buckinghams,
Ten City,
Agitation Free,
Television Personalities,
Ice-T,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Public Image Ltd.,
Brothers Johnson,
The New Christs,
Black Flag,
Sarah Menescal,
Dorothy Ashby,
China Crisis,
Funky Four + One,
Crispy Ambulance,
Hardrive,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Roxette,
The Fugs,
The Cure,
Prince Buster,
X-102,
Frankie Knuckles,
John Coltrane,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Bob Dylan,
Blancmange,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Fat Boys,
Robert Wyatt,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Hashim,
Jesper Dahlback,
Pere Ubu,
Scratch Acid,
Jawbox,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Make Up,
One Last Wish,
The Birthday Party,
a-ha,
The Flesh Eaters,
Arcadia,
Outsiders,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Brick,
JFA,
Urselle,
Jandek,
The Mummies,
the Human League,
Bobby Byrd,
Nico,
Zapp,
Isaac Hayes,
Masters at Work,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Alton Ellis, Alton Ellis, Alton Ellis, Alton Ellis.
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.