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 Palau and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1966 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 Drexciya to the punk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Cowsills. All the underground hits.
All Banda Bassotti tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dave Gahan record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a 10cc record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Moss Icon,
Gastr Del Sol,
Godley & Creme,
Toni Rubio,
Ice-T,
Moebius,
T.S.O.L.,
David Axelrod,
Curtis Mayfield,
Gang Gang Dance,
Das Ding,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Ultravox,
Nik Kershaw,
Zero Boys,
Tubeway Army,
Soulsonic Force,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Guru Guru,
Sonic Youth,
Peter and Kerry,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Human League,
Unrelated Segments,
Howard Jones,
Banda Bassotti,
Blossom Toes,
Robert Hood,
Scion,
DJ Sneak,
Kaleidoscope,
Icehouse,
The Toasters,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Isaac Hayes,
Joy Division,
T. Rex,
Tim Buckley,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Robert Görl,
a-ha,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Blackbyrds,
The Doobie Brothers,
Q65,
Mission of Burma,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Dark Day,
The Angels of Light,
Charles Mingus,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
New York Dolls,
Eddi Front,
Eden Ahbez,
Nirvana,
Byron Stingily,
Mad Mike,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
The Gun Club,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks, Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks, Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks, Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks.
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.