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 Bulgaria and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1960 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 Robert Görl to the funk 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 cv313. All the underground hits.
All Grauzone tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every This Heat record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Nik Kershaw record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
MDC,
Radiohead,
Sparks,
Harmonia,
Animal Collective,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Mark Hollis,
The Real Kids,
Dennis Brown,
The Golliwogs,
Tommy Roe,
Curtis Mayfield,
Bush Tetras,
Slick Rick,
The Velvet Underground,
Blossom Toes,
Black Bananas,
Roger Hodgson,
Q65,
The Dirtbombs,
Jerry Gold Smith,
The Moody Blues,
Donald Byrd,
Donny Hathaway,
Chris Corsano,
These Immortal Souls,
Quantec,
Guru Guru,
The Fall,
Howard Jones,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Matthew Halsall,
Chrome,
Kerrie Biddell,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Audionom,
Zero Boys,
David McCallum,
Avey Tare,
Amazonics,
Duran Duran,
B.T. Express,
Gichy Dan,
Kevin Saunderson,
FM Einheit,
James White and The Blacks,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Brass Construction,
the Swans,
the Bar-Kays,
Thee Headcoats,
Sunsets and Hearts,
H. Thieme,
The Cowsills,
Judy Mowatt,
Deadbeat,
The Victims,
Man Eating Sloth,
Fear,
Subhumans,
Rhythm & Sound, Rhythm & Sound, Rhythm & Sound, Rhythm & Sound.
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.