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 New Zealand and from Johannesburg.
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 1969 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 rhodes 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 Peter & Gordon to the jazz kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Bang on a Can All-Stars. All the underground hits.
All Curtis Mayfield tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fort Wilson Riot record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kaleidoscope,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Radiohead,
Bizarre Inc.,
Moss Icon,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Rod Modell,
The Sound,
Maleditus Sound,
Funky Four + One,
Crash Course in Science,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Joey Negro,
The Gories,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Can,
Theoretical Girls,
Peter & Gordon,
F. McDonald,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Pop Group,
The Vogues,
Kool Moe Dee,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Young Rascals,
Fear,
Aural Exciters,
Main Source,
Reagan Youth,
The Dave Clark Five,
Michelle Simonal,
Country Teasers,
Jandek,
Crispian St. Peters,
EPMD,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
June Days,
These Immortal Souls,
Underground Resistance,
Surgeon,
the Association,
Lungfish,
The Motions,
The Moleskins,
The Human League,
Radiopuhelimet,
Tears for Fears,
The Searchers,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Joyce Sims,
Tres Demented,
Ken Boothe,
Joe Finger,
Sister Nancy,
The Velvet Underground,
Infiniti,
Colin Newman,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Dark Day,
Kerrie Biddell,
Gang of Four,
Second Layer, Second Layer, Second Layer, Second Layer.
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.