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 Saudi Arabia and from Winnipeg.
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 1965 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 linndrum 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 Barbara Tucker to the rock kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Doobie Brothers. All the underground hits.
All Cal Tjader tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rhythim Is Rhythim record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gong record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Crispy Ambulance,
Model 500,
Los Fastidios,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Red Krayola,
The Wake,
The Gap Band,
The Gun Club,
Lucky Dragons,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Man Eating Sloth,
The Leaves,
Smog,
Pole,
K-Klass,
Soft Machine,
Alphaville,
Barry Ungar,
The Cowsills,
Tubeway Army,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Roxette,
Nirvana,
Loose Ends,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Liliput,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Drexciya,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Index,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Detroit Cobras,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Niagra,
Iggy Pop,
Nils Olav,
It's A Beautiful Day,
T. Rex,
Bush Tetras,
The Fall,
F. McDonald,
The Birthday Party,
Joy Division,
Janne Schatter,
Echospace,
The Fugs,
Hardrive,
Sällskapet,
FM Einheit,
Joe Finger,
Blancmange,
The Litter,
Charles Mingus,
Alison Limerick,
EPMD,
Morten Harket,
The New Christs,
David Axelrod,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Brass Construction, Brass Construction, Brass Construction, Brass Construction.
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.