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 Spain and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1965.
I was there at the first Beefheart show in Lancaster.
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 1961 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Aloha Tigers to the funk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Danielle Patucci. All the underground hits.
All The Trojans tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jeff Lynne 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sight & Sound,
David Axelrod,
Essential Logic,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Glenn Branca,
Rhythm & Sound,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Spoonie Gee,
UT,
Rapeman,
The Gories,
Absolute Body Control,
Inner City,
The Dead C,
Joensuu 1685,
In Retrospect,
Althea and Donna,
Graham Central Station,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Scratch Acid,
Deadbeat,
Lindisfarne,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Smiths,
Marine Girls,
PIL,
Matthew Halsall,
Quantec,
Parry Music,
Sister Nancy,
Excepter,
the Normal,
Derrick May,
The Seeds,
The Kinks,
Pere Ubu,
Patti Smith,
The Offenders,
Minny Pops,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
John Holt,
Idris Muhammad,
Panda Bear,
Eddi Front,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Tim Buckley,
Radiohead,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Agent Orange,
Wings,
Kaleidoscope,
H. Thieme,
Easy Going,
Robert Wyatt,
ABBA,
Lakeside,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Skriet,
The Move,
The Human League,
Aloha Tigers,
Erykah Badu,
Joe Finger, Joe Finger, Joe Finger, Joe Finger.
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.