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 Iraq and from Hong Kong.
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 1963 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 Lou Reed 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 Misunderstood to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Soul Sonic Force. All the underground hits.
All Angels of Light & Akron/Family tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Robert Wyatt record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Boredoms,
Brand Nubian,
Cameo,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Moebius,
The Red Krayola,
Yazoo,
Nils Olav,
Gil Scott Heron,
Fear,
Pierre Henry,
Matthew Bourne,
Joe Smooth,
Zero Boys,
Icehouse,
Pantytec,
Minnie Riperton,
Altered Images,
Simply Red,
Terrestrial Tones,
Black Flag,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Circle Jerks,
Average White Band,
DJ Sneak,
Be Bop Deluxe,
London Community Gospel Choir,
MDC,
Soul II Soul,
Quando Quango,
Q65,
Half Japanese,
Skaos,
Howard Jones,
Flamin' Groovies,
Magma,
Chrome,
Oneida,
Depeche Mode,
The Motions,
A Certain Ratio,
Todd Rundgren,
The Gap Band,
The Gun Club,
Grandmaster Flash,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Negative Approach,
Buzzcocks,
the Bar-Kays,
Connie Case,
Radiohead,
The Birthday Party,
The Names,
Thompson Twins,
Japan,
Underground Resistance,
Y Pants,
Excepter,
The Fortunes,
Severed Heads, Severed Heads, Severed Heads, Severed Heads.
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.