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 Libya and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the organ 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 Wasted Youth to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Surgeon. All the underground hits.
All Altered Images tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Raincoats 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Thee Headcoats record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Unrelated Segments,
Pere Ubu,
Trumans Water,
Brothers Johnson,
The Victims,
Guru Guru,
Vainqueur,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
UT,
Motorama,
The Busters,
The Moody Blues,
Qualms,
Bobby Sherman,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Barry Ungar,
Visage,
D'Angelo,
Crash Course in Science,
Unwound,
Aural Exciters,
Echospace,
David Axelrod,
The Fortunes,
The Five Americans,
Glenn Branca,
AZ,
The Smiths,
The Offenders,
The Martian,
the Fania All-Stars,
Agitation Free,
Aswad,
Thompson Twins,
The Smoke,
Au Pairs,
Joyce Sims,
Terrestrial Tones,
Youth Brigade,
X-Ray Spex,
Jesper Dahlback,
Wally Richardson,
The Litter,
The Black Dice,
Scientists,
Saccharine Trust,
PIL,
Jerry's Kids,
Scion,
Nas,
Parry Music,
Ronnie Foster,
Patti Smith,
The Raincoats,
Kaleidoscope,
Lucky Dragons,
The Barracudas,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Procol Harum,
Boredoms,
David McCallum, David McCallum, David McCallum, David McCallum.
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.