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 Switzerland and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the theremin 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 Urselle to the dance 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 Eric Copeland. All the underground hits.
All The Fall tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sällskapet 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Blues Magoos record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Model 500,
Hardrive,
Vainqueur,
Soft Machine,
Susan Cadogan,
R.M.O.,
Fad Gadget,
Inner City,
The Real Kids,
Mad Mike,
Sparks,
The Slits,
X-Ray Spex,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Dennis Brown,
Soulsonic Force,
Barry Ungar,
Bronski Beat,
Aloha Tigers,
Minny Pops,
Frankie Knuckles,
Flash Fearless,
Terry Callier,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Jawbox,
A Certain Ratio,
In Retrospect,
Livin' Joy,
The Young Rascals,
Steve Hackett,
Derrick Morgan,
Groovy Waters,
DNA,
Cheater Slicks,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Isaac Hayes,
FM Einheit,
Smog,
Los Fastidios,
Lalo Schifrin,
John Coltrane,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Nas,
AZ,
Unrelated Segments,
Mars,
The Birthday Party,
Tropical Tobacco,
Oneida,
Bauhaus,
Donald Byrd,
Jesper Dahlback,
Marvin Gaye,
MC5,
Heaven 17,
The Zeros,
B.T. Express,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Skatalites,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Gang Green,
Godley & Creme,
Morten Harket, Morten Harket, Morten Harket, Morten Harket.
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.