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 Estonia and from Sao Paulo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1968 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 spring reverb 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 The Evens to the jazz kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Knickerbockers. All the underground hits.
All Negative Approach tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lucky Dragons record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Eurythmics record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Television Personalities,
Sarah Menescal,
Rites of Spring,
Mr. Review,
Donald Byrd,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Remains,
Curtis Mayfield,
Lightning Bolt,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Five Americans,
The Monks,
Schoolly D,
Cecil Taylor,
Godley & Creme,
Morten Harket,
Crash Course in Science,
Slave,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Joe Finger,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Das Ding,
Bobby Womack,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Gang Starr,
the Bar-Kays,
10cc,
The Techniques,
Amon Düül,
Judy Mowatt,
The Fire Engines,
Lou Christie,
The Doors,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Moss Icon,
Zero Boys,
Negative Approach,
Tom Boy,
AZ,
Tommy Roe,
Charles Mingus,
The Blackbyrds,
Reagan Youth,
CMW,
Organ,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Banda Bassotti,
This Heat,
Accadde A,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Cal Tjader,
Lower 48,
The Dirtbombs,
The Vogues,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Vainqueur,
Neil Young,
Pantaleimon,
Depeche Mode,
Soul II Soul,
the Fania All-Stars, the Fania All-Stars, the Fania All-Stars, the Fania All-Stars.
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.