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 Liechtenstein and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia 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 1965 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Lightning Bolt to the funk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Gichy Dan. All the underground hits.
All Make Up tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Boz Scaggs 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sun Ra Arkestra record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Raincoats,
Ken Boothe,
Surgeon,
Stereo Dub,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Tremeloes,
Scientists,
Steve Hackett,
UT,
Lee Hazlewood,
Nils Olav,
The Trojans,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
ABC,
Mo-Dettes,
Lou Christie,
Marmalade,
Flamin' Groovies,
Warsaw,
The Smoke,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Minny Pops,
Harpers Bizarre,
Yazoo,
World's Most,
Shuggie Otis,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Kerrie Biddell,
Toni Rubio,
K-Klass,
Altered Images,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Scratch Acid,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Young Rascals,
Josef K,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Names,
Rites of Spring,
The Cowsills,
Stetsasonic,
Nick Fraelich,
Erykah Badu,
The Gories,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
The Zeros,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Fat Boys,
The Seeds,
Lindisfarne,
The Moleskins,
Junior Murvin,
Dorothy Ashby,
The American Breed,
Main Source,
The Cure,
Gang Gang Dance,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Erasure,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Soft Machine, Soft Machine, Soft Machine, Soft Machine.
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.