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 Turkmenistan and from Columbus.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the clarinet 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 Sun City Girls to the dance 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 Bluetip. All the underground hits.
All Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bill Near record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 spring reverb and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lizzy Mercier Descloux record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Crispian St. Peters,
Terrestrial Tones,
Slave,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Fortunes,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Shoche,
Average White Band,
Royal Trux,
Ituana,
The Five Americans,
Faust,
Unwound,
Nils Olav,
Charles Mingus,
Monolake,
The Raincoats,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Mars,
Rapeman,
Model 500,
Deakin,
Khruangbin,
Gastr Del Sol,
Camouflage,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Quadrant,
Aloha Tigers,
Minor Threat,
Cluster,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Moleskins,
Inner City,
Agitation Free,
Sound Behaviour,
Amazonics,
Skaos,
Avey Tare,
Neu!,
The Leaves,
Intrusion,
Peter and Kerry,
The Gap Band,
Faraquet,
Ossler,
R.M.O.,
Rhythm & Sound,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Patti Smith,
Can,
T.S.O.L.,
Traffic Nightmare,
Soft Machine,
Bluetip,
Television,
Gong,
Barrington Levy,
Depeche Mode,
Scrapy,
Ludus,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Golliwogs, The Golliwogs, The Golliwogs, The Golliwogs.
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.