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 Czech Republic and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1967 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Delon & Dalcan to the punk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Dead Boys. All the underground hits.
All Yellowson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Visage 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Arcadia record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ornette Coleman,
Fluxion,
Rosa Yemen,
Soft Machine,
Franke,
Leonard Cohen,
The Pretty Things,
Easy Going,
The Techniques,
Swell Maps,
Grauzone,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Donald Byrd,
Moby Grape,
Sun City Girls,
Cecil Taylor,
Fear,
Quantec,
Ultravox,
Amon Düül,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Basic Channel,
Television,
Alphaville,
Joe Smooth,
Los Fastidios,
The Stooges,
Archie Shepp,
H. Thieme,
The Dave Clark Five,
Graham Central Station,
Shoche,
Aural Exciters,
Kerrie Biddell,
World's Most,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Hardrive,
Underground Resistance,
The Angels of Light,
Radiopuhelimet,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
MC5,
Fatback Band,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Sister Nancy,
The Blues Magoos,
Main Source,
Crash Course in Science,
Oblivians,
Black Sheep,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Lou Reed,
Skarface,
Mark Hollis,
Tears for Fears,
The Doobie Brothers,
Tim Buckley,
the Human League,
Sonic Youth,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Stockholm Monsters, Stockholm Monsters, Stockholm Monsters, Stockholm Monsters.
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.