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 Cape Verde and from Johannesburg.
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 1968 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Halifax.
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 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
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 Youth Brigade to the disco kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Agent Orange. All the underground hits.
All Sonic Youth tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bobby Byrd record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 linndrum and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Audionom record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Magazine,
Kaleidoscope,
Country Teasers,
Babytalk,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Dave Clark Five,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Banda Bassotti,
Shoche,
Livin' Joy,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Pet Shop Boys,
Man Parrish,
Harpers Bizarre,
Scrapy,
Vladislav Delay,
Pussy Galore,
Angry Samoans,
Circle Jerks,
Kerrie Biddell,
Rekid,
Ponytail,
Soul II Soul,
Con Funk Shun,
Monolake,
Michelle Simonal,
Lalann,
Marmalade,
Khruangbin,
Scott Walker,
Animal Collective,
The Cramps,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Grauzone,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Lucky Dragons,
David Bowie,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Nirvana,
Gang Green,
Jacques Brel,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Amon Düül,
The Searchers,
Scratch Acid,
Mad Mike,
Main Source,
Delon & Dalcan,
D'Angelo,
The Trojans,
Minor Threat,
Pagans,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Soul Sonic Force,
Dual Sessions,
Basic Channel,
Supertramp,
Crooked Eye,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Loose Ends,
Echo & the Bunnymen, Echo & the Bunnymen, Echo & the Bunnymen, Echo & the Bunnymen.
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.