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 Brazil and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1963 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the linndrum 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 The Tremeloes to the dance kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Ten City. All the underground hits.
All Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Young Rascals 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Roger Hodgson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Michelle Simonal,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Los Fastidios,
Harmonia,
The Index,
Marc Almond,
The Gun Club,
Cheater Slicks,
cv313,
Piero Umiliani,
Japan,
The American Breed,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Soulsonic Force,
Sound Behaviour,
Grandmaster Flash,
Altered Images,
Soft Machine,
The Offenders,
Ornette Coleman,
Peter & Gordon,
Main Source,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
X-102,
Electric Prunes,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Rotary Connection,
Peter and Kerry,
The Last Poets,
Inner City,
Neil Young,
Curtis Mayfield,
Groovy Waters,
Roxette,
Kaleidoscope,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Sonny Sharrock,
Nirvana,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Bill Wells,
Robert Hood,
Interpol,
Bobby Sherman,
Jeff Mills,
Basic Channel,
Eve St. Jones,
Qualms,
David Bowie,
Godley & Creme,
Excepter,
KRS-One,
the Normal,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Marine Girls,
Severed Heads,
Delta 5,
Jacques Brel,
Barclay James Harvest,
Kas Product,
Bobby Byrd,
The Move,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Max Romeo, Max Romeo, Max Romeo, Max Romeo.
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.