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 Ecuador and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1962 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 Tom Verlaine 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 the Human League to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Prince Buster. All the underground hits.
All the Germs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Agitation Free record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Aural Exciters record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Gladiators,
The Birthday Party,
The Dirtbombs,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Peter & Gordon,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
MC5,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Eden Ahbez,
Matthew Bourne,
The Vogues,
The Monochrome Set,
48th St. Collective,
Chris Corsano,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Glenn Branca,
the Sonics,
Lindisfarne,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Human League,
Urselle,
D'Angelo,
Scrapy,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Wings,
Rhythm & Sound,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Buzzcocks,
The Detroit Cobras,
The Barracudas,
Throbbing Gristle,
OOIOO,
The Searchers,
Oneida,
Swell Maps,
Fela Kuti,
Cymande,
Q65,
Nas,
Isaac Hayes,
Nick Fraelich,
Absolute Body Control,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Associates,
Japan,
Jeru the Damaja,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Khruangbin,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Sight & Sound,
Electric Prunes,
Trumans Water,
Bob Dylan,
Arcadia,
Y Pants,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Robert Wyatt,
Cameo, Cameo, Cameo, Cameo.
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.