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 Georgia and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 Monolake to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Barbara Tucker. All the underground hits.
All Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every X-101 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 '50s 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 kango's stein massive record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Main Source,
Royal Trux,
Steve Hackett,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Alarm Clocks,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Radiohead,
Talk Talk,
Icehouse,
Sixth Finger,
Scratch Acid,
Bobby Byrd,
the Normal,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Black Moon,
Wasted Youth,
Camouflage,
Ossler,
Pagans,
The Doobie Brothers,
Dual Sessions,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Cure,
John Cale,
the Fania All-Stars,
the Bar-Kays,
Hashim,
Erykah Badu,
Reuben Wilson,
Monolake,
Brick,
Can,
Gichy Dan,
Mantronix,
The Real Kids,
Isaac Hayes,
Gong,
Graham Central Station,
China Crisis,
The Detroit Cobras,
Eddi Front,
Japan,
Loose Ends,
the Soft Cell,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Little Man,
Jeff Mills,
Echospace,
Visage,
Quando Quango,
Robert Görl,
Rufus Thomas,
Tres Demented,
The Smiths,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Dave Clark Five,
Crooked Eye,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Dead C,
Donny Hathaway,
Buzzcocks,
Surgeon,
Ultimate Spinach,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell.
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.