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 Singapore and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Susan Cadogan to the dance kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 X-102. All the underground hits.
All The Electric Prunes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Standells 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Peter & Gordon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Minny Pops,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Rhythm & Sound,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
June Days,
Sparks,
The Associates,
Scan 7,
Sound Behaviour,
Roger Hodgson,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Magazine,
Nico,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Sugar Minott,
the Human League,
Todd Rundgren,
Moss Icon,
Amazonics,
UT,
AZ,
Rakim,
The Dirtbombs,
Marmalade,
Ituana,
The Monks,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Jacob Miller,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Evens,
Peter & Gordon,
Bootsy Collins,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Durutti Column,
Von Mondo,
The Fall,
Easy Going,
Big Daddy Kane,
Minnie Riperton,
Tears for Fears,
The Standells,
David McCallum,
the Sonics,
Animal Collective,
Lungfish,
The Dave Clark Five,
Agent Orange,
China Crisis,
The Cramps,
Oneida,
Robert Hood,
Boogie Down Productions,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Gun Club,
The Mojo Men,
Stereo Dub,
Chris & Cosey,
Nick Fraelich,
Jandek,
Bang On A Can, Bang On A Can, Bang On A Can, Bang On A Can.
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.