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 Papua New Guinea and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1960 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Halifax.
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 mellotron 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 Lebanon Hanover to the techno 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 Moebius. All the underground hits.
All The Residents tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lizzy Mercier Descloux 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 an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Groovy Waters record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Zero Boys,
Man Parrish,
CMW,
Derrick Morgan,
Ice-T,
T.S.O.L.,
Kerrie Biddell,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Yellowson,
the Human League,
Shoche,
The Barracudas,
UT,
Sugar Minott,
Nils Olav,
Malaria!,
Pere Ubu,
Sonny Sharrock,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Babytalk,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Siglo XX,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Youth Brigade,
Rites of Spring,
Easy Going,
Mary Jane Girls,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Dawn Penn,
Eli Mardock,
Jawbox,
Sight & Sound,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Dark Day,
Deepchord,
the Swans,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Public Image Ltd.,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Yusef Lateef,
Gerry Rafferty,
Pet Shop Boys,
Max Romeo,
Lebanon Hanover,
Avey Tare,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Sonics,
Talk Talk,
Scan 7,
Franke,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Aswad,
The Shadows of Knight,
Agent Orange,
Echo & the Bunnymen, Echo & the Bunnymen, Echo & the Bunnymen, Echo & the Bunnymen.
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.