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 St Kitts & Nevis and from Bremen.
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 1969 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 1965 at the first Beefheart practice in a loft in Lancaster.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Fluxion to the grunge kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Fugazi. All the underground hits.
All Lakeside tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every A Certain Ratio record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Basic Channel record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Harmonia,
Ken Boothe,
Moebius,
Bootsy Collins,
Neil Young,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Von Mondo,
Index,
Flamin' Groovies,
Oblivians,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Sixth Finger,
Bobby Byrd,
The Wake,
Reagan Youth,
Tomorrow,
Echospace,
The Music Machine,
The Red Krayola,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Outsiders,
Pagans,
Henry Cow,
the Sonics,
Godley & Creme,
Sun Ra,
Pet Shop Boys,
Ronan,
FM Einheit,
Agitation Free,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Smiths,
The Kinks,
Banda Bassotti,
Crispian St. Peters,
The United States of America,
Faraquet,
The Alarm Clocks,
Yusef Lateef,
June of 44,
the Association,
Lindisfarne,
Bizarre Inc.,
Schoolly D,
Ohio Players,
Rhythm & Sound,
Ice-T,
Buzzcocks,
Monolake,
B.T. Express,
Anthony Braxton,
David Bowie,
Audionom,
The Velvet Underground,
Warsaw,
Eric Copeland,
Aaron Thompson,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Eli Mardock,
Man Eating Sloth,
Trumans Water,
Josef K, Josef K, Josef K, Josef K.
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.