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 Romania and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Milan.
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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the guitar 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 ABBA to the rap 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 Ludus. All the underground hits.
All Alison Limerick tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Urselle 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 sitar and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Fall record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pole,
MDC,
Vladislav Delay,
Donny Hathaway,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Fat Boys,
Gabor Szabo,
One Last Wish,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
PIL,
Rites of Spring,
Kool Moe Dee,
Henry Cow,
The Velvet Underground,
Traffic Nightmare,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
JFA,
Lalo Schifrin,
Bluetip,
Von Mondo,
The Toasters,
Girls At Our Best!,
Nation of Ulysses,
Kayak,
Anthony Braxton,
Big Daddy Kane,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Monks,
Shuggie Otis,
Funkadelic,
Animal Collective,
Magma,
Robert Wyatt,
Eric Copeland,
Barry Ungar,
Sun City Girls,
Eve St. Jones,
Quantec,
Heaven 17,
Freddie Wadling,
Massinfluence,
Drive Like Jehu,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Morten Harket,
Boredoms,
Sugar Minott,
Desert Stars,
Isaac Hayes,
Das Ding,
Joy Division,
Royal Trux,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Moby Grape,
The Remains,
Black Flag,
Marshall Jefferson,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Angry Samoans,
Neil Young,
Amon Düül II,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Chris & Cosey, Chris & Cosey, Chris & Cosey, Chris & Cosey.
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.