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 Belize and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1964 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Negative Approach to the jazz 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 June Days. All the underground hits.
All Hardrive tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Saccharine Trust 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Aural Exciters record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Minutemen,
Crash Course in Science,
The Martian,
Dark Day,
Stockholm Monsters,
Faust,
Chrome,
Lalann,
K-Klass,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Iggy Pop,
Frankie Knuckles,
Television Personalities,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
D'Angelo,
Peter and Kerry,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Radiohead,
Derrick May,
Erasure,
Gerry Rafferty,
Chris & Cosey,
The Toasters,
Cluster,
Throbbing Gristle,
Morten Harket,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Accadde A,
Oblivians,
The Litter,
Whodini,
The Real Kids,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Erykah Badu,
Man Parrish,
Wire,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Liliput,
The Gories,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Jacques Brel,
Altered Images,
The Dead C,
Siglo XX,
The Fortunes,
Zapp,
Roxette,
The American Breed,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Mary Jane Girls,
Barry Ungar,
Beasts of Bourbon,
The Knickerbockers,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Cybotron,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Mummies,
A Certain Ratio, A Certain Ratio, A Certain Ratio, A Certain Ratio.
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.