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 Syria and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1966 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Ash Ra Tempel to the rock kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Major Organ And The Adding Machine. All the underground hits.
All Thinking Fellers Union Local 282 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Robert Hood 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 clarinet and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a In Retrospect record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Divine Comedy,
Little Man,
Minny Pops,
In Retrospect,
Country Teasers,
Groovy Waters,
Pylon,
Wolf Eyes,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Music Machine,
Japan,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Kas Product,
Junior Murvin,
Nico,
Bobby Sherman,
June of 44,
Bluetip,
Sun City Girls,
Sonic Youth,
Adolescents,
Lakeside,
Jeru the Damaja,
a-ha,
Simply Red,
New Order,
Black Pus,
Hot Snakes,
The Skatalites,
Joyce Sims,
Prince Buster,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Mo-Dettes,
Man Eating Sloth,
Moebius,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Derrick Morgan,
B.T. Express,
Mandrill,
This Heat,
Gil Scott Heron,
Marvin Gaye,
KRS-One,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Skarface,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Dirtbombs,
Al Stewart,
Roger Hodgson,
Severed Heads,
The Electric Prunes,
Stockholm Monsters,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Steve Hackett,
Goldenarms,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Trojans,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Kaleidoscope,
Johnny Clarke,
Model 500,
Flipper,
The Grass Roots, The Grass Roots, The Grass Roots, The Grass Roots.
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.