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 Korea North and from Woodstock.
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 1966 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and New York.
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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the guitar 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 Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark to the jazz 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 LL Cool J. All the underground hits.
All Jandek tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dawn Penn 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Flamin' Groovies record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sixth Finger,
Johnny Osbourne,
Brand Nubian,
Nick Fraelich,
Gerry Rafferty,
Darondo,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Country Teasers,
Joy Division,
Desert Stars,
Godley & Creme,
The Sonics,
Throbbing Gristle,
Eric B and Rakim,
Guru Guru,
Bauhaus,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Jacob Miller,
The Fall,
Outsiders,
Surgeon,
Magma,
DJ Sneak,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Cluster,
F. McDonald,
Soft Machine,
DJ Style,
Dorothy Ashby,
Agent Orange,
Idris Muhammad,
Malaria!,
Schoolly D,
Nico,
Marc Almond,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Nation of Ulysses,
Alton Ellis,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
JFA,
Sarah Menescal,
Interpol,
Cabaret Voltaire,
New Age Steppers,
Banda Bassotti,
Can,
Q and Not U,
Unwound,
Tres Demented,
Alphaville,
Kayak,
Jerry's Kids,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Cecil Taylor, Cecil Taylor, Cecil Taylor, Cecil Taylor.
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.