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 Pakistan and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1961 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Accra.
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 Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the 808 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 Underground Resistance to the electroclash 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 Gary Puckett & The Union Gap. All the underground hits.
All Young Marble Giants tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Television record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Intrusion record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Babytalk,
Lalann,
Deadbeat,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Man Eating Sloth,
Livin' Joy,
Freddie Wadling,
Davy DMX,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Raincoats,
Saccharine Trust,
Patti Smith,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Amazonics,
Kayak,
Moebius,
Mr. Review,
Pantytec,
Joe Smooth,
Parry Music,
F. McDonald,
PIL,
Althea and Donna,
The Selecter,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Letta Mbulu,
Lou Reed,
Lindisfarne,
Kurtis Blow,
Eurythmics,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Delta 5,
Eric Copeland,
Supertramp,
Iggy Pop,
In Retrospect,
The Moleskins,
Johnny Osbourne,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Thee Headcoats,
Lightning Bolt,
Dave Gahan,
Donny Hathaway,
Isaac Hayes,
Peter & Gordon,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Joensuu 1685,
The Evens,
Scientists,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Dark Day,
John Lydon,
Ice-T,
Alphaville,
John Cale,
Pussy Galore,
Piero Umiliani,
Danielle Patucci,
Anthony Braxton,
The Stooges,
Joyce Sims,
Grey Daturas,
Reuben Wilson, Reuben Wilson, Reuben Wilson, Reuben Wilson.
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.