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 Dominica and from Spokane.
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 1969 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 Donald Fagen 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 Bobby Sherman to the disco kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Seeds. All the underground hits.
All Wasted Youth tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Section 25 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Isaac Hayes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Television Personalities,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Young Rascals,
Pulsallama,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Warsaw,
The Real Kids,
Boz Scaggs,
The Fortunes,
The Moleskins,
The Vogues,
Dual Sessions,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Motions,
The Raincoats,
Brass Construction,
Easy Going,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
UT,
The Techniques,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Bluetip,
Heaven 17,
The Misunderstood,
Goldenarms,
Sight & Sound,
Nik Kershaw,
Fatback Band,
Scrapy,
Boredoms,
Black Moon,
Inner City,
Henry Cow,
Bill Near,
Kaleidoscope,
Average White Band,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Vainqueur,
Minny Pops,
Terrestrial Tones,
Funky Four + One,
Jimmy McGriff,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Godley & Creme,
Ralphi Rosario,
Moss Icon,
Warren Ellis,
Shoche,
Bootsy Collins,
The Golliwogs,
The Mojo Men,
Au Pairs,
Gregory Isaacs,
Bronski Beat,
Danielle Patucci,
Drexciya,
Lower 48,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Rufus Thomas,
One Last Wish,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Camouflage,
Laurel Aitken, Laurel Aitken, Laurel Aitken, Laurel Aitken.
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.