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 El Salvador and from Paris.
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 1964 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Copenhagen.
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 1976 at the first Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Amazonics to the grunge 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 Howard Jones. All the underground hits.
All Grauzone tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Guru Guru 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a MC5 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Panda Bear,
Jimmy McGriff,
Camouflage,
Robert Wyatt,
Peter & Gordon,
Scan 7,
Banda Bassotti,
The Zeros,
Nation of Ulysses,
Reagan Youth,
Magazine,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Laurel Aitken,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Erasure,
Spoonie Gee,
Lee Hazlewood,
Fatback Band,
Television Personalities,
Donald Byrd,
Lebanon Hanover,
Khruangbin,
Dead Boys,
Symarip,
June of 44,
Electric Light Orchestra,
B.T. Express,
Eve St. Jones,
Juan Atkins,
Archie Shepp,
Section 25,
Eurythmics,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Siglo XX,
Masters at Work,
Outsiders,
The Toasters,
cv313,
Japan,
Marmalade,
Man Parrish,
MC5,
Skaos,
Kaleidoscope,
Kurtis Blow,
Crispian St. Peters,
The Stooges,
Ten City,
Andrew Hill,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Offenders,
F. McDonald,
Wasted Youth,
the Bar-Kays,
Lindisfarne,
Eric Dolphy,
Animal Collective,
The Mojo Men,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Organ,
Schoolly D,
The Moody Blues,
Shoche, Shoche, Shoche, Shoche.
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.