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 Liechtenstein and from Houston.
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 1968 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Gang of Four to the techno 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 Pole. All the underground hits.
All Unrelated Segments tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Animal Collective 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
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 Cal Tjader record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Deepchord,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Leaves,
Altered Images,
The Walker Brothers,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Japan,
Pole,
Kenny Larkin,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Qualms,
The Saints,
Piero Umiliani,
The Sonics,
Country Teasers,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Black Dice,
Curtis Mayfield,
Tommy Roe,
Lower 48,
The Fugs,
Von Mondo,
The Moleskins,
Mandrill,
the Slits,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Newcleus,
Cymande,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Steve Hackett,
Joyce Sims,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Warren Ellis,
Tears for Fears,
Intrusion,
The Tremeloes,
Andrew Hill,
Nils Olav,
L. Decosne,
Brass Construction,
Zapp,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Man Parrish,
Boz Scaggs,
A Certain Ratio,
Deakin,
Eric Copeland,
48th St. Collective,
Magma,
Youth Brigade,
Derrick May,
Cybotron,
Scratch Acid,
Guru Guru,
Aloha Tigers,
Yaz,
Minnie Riperton,
The Velvet Underground,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
The Remains,
Kerrie Biddell,
Smog, Smog, Smog, Smog.
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.