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 Australia and from Bremen.
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 1961 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Mexico City.
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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 Audionom to the disco kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Names. All the underground hits.
All a-ha tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Gun Club 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Johnny Clarke record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Kerrie Biddell,
Minor Threat,
Funky Four + One,
Faraquet,
Television Personalities,
Half Japanese,
Alice Coltrane,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Litter,
Panda Bear,
Kool Moe Dee,
LL Cool J,
Basic Channel,
Curtis Mayfield,
Main Source,
Joensuu 1685,
New Order,
Eli Mardock,
Amazonics,
Rakim,
Ornette Coleman,
Idris Muhammad,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Seeds,
Maleditus Sound,
The Skatalites,
Lou Christie,
MDC,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
the Soft Cell,
Joyce Sims,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Five Americans,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Red Krayola,
Ronnie Foster,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Drexciya,
Graham Central Station,
Sparks,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Can,
Soul II Soul,
Blancmange,
The Trojans,
John Lydon,
Glenn Branca,
The Smoke,
The Electric Prunes,
Magazine,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Amon Düül II,
Tomorrow,
The Fortunes,
Reuben Wilson,
Deadbeat,
The Sonics,
Circle Jerks,
Grandmaster Flash,
R.M.O.,
Newcleus, Newcleus, Newcleus, Newcleus.
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.