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 Tokyo.
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 Beijing and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Robert Görl to the funk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Kas Product. All the underground hits.
All Smog tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Alphaville record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Isaac Hayes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Gories,
Yellowson,
The Tremeloes,
Joy Division,
Malaria!,
Thompson Twins,
Ultimate Spinach,
Royal Trux,
Agent Orange,
Tropical Tobacco,
JFA,
Stereo Dub,
Brass Construction,
Crash Course in Science,
The Electric Prunes,
Dawn Penn,
E-Dancer,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
kango's stein massive,
Prince Buster,
10cc,
Rod Modell,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Shoche,
X-Ray Spex,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Wally Richardson,
Sonny Sharrock,
These Immortal Souls,
Michelle Simonal,
Marmalade,
Nik Kershaw,
Symarip,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Kayak,
Aswad,
Stetsasonic,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Black Flag,
Sam Rivers,
X-102,
Porter Ricks,
Donny Hathaway,
EPMD,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Rosa Yemen,
Clear Light,
Scratch Acid,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
AZ,
Au Pairs,
The Doors,
Gang Starr,
Swans,
Goldenarms,
The Count Five,
Crispian St. Peters,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Sex Pistols,
Matthew Halsall,
Soulsonic Force,
Kings Of Tomorrow, Kings Of Tomorrow, Kings Of Tomorrow, Kings Of Tomorrow.
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.