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 Djibouti and from Lille.
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 1966 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Bologna.
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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 The Young Rascals to the techno kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Ash Ra Tempel. All the underground hits.
All Ultravox tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gary Puckett & The Union Gap record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Shoche record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Babytalk,
Masters at Work,
Oneida,
Agent Orange,
Drexciya,
Johnny Osbourne,
Talk Talk,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Yaz,
Kayak,
Pylon,
Colin Newman,
Make Up,
Al Stewart,
Fluxion,
The Stooges,
Suicide,
Stetsasonic,
PIL,
Circle Jerks,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Lindisfarne,
Cecil Taylor,
Althea and Donna,
The Associates,
The Black Dice,
These Immortal Souls,
Reagan Youth,
Sound Behaviour,
Animal Collective,
The Buckinghams,
Stiv Bators,
Carl Craig,
Model 500,
Jandek,
Public Enemy,
Subhumans,
Aural Exciters,
Rekid,
Harpers Bizarre,
Minnie Riperton,
The Star Department,
Sparks,
Surgeon,
Thompson Twins,
Erykah Badu,
Nik Kershaw,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Arthur Verocai,
Cameo,
Morten Harket,
DJ Sneak,
The Residents,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Byron Stingily,
Don Cherry,
Janne Schatter,
Underground Resistance,
Maleditus Sound,
The Red Krayola,
Absolute Body Control,
Charles Mingus,
The Evens, The Evens, The Evens, The Evens.
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.