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 Slovakia and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Amon Düül II to the grunge 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 The Grass Roots. All the underground hits.
All Eyeless In Gaza tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Essential Logic record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 clarinet and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bad Manners record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Country Teasers,
Agitation Free,
Kerri Chandler,
X-Ray Spex,
Harry Pussy,
Mars,
Byron Stingily,
Essential Logic,
The Last Poets,
Freddie Wadling,
The Litter,
Lindisfarne,
Jacob Miller,
Von Mondo,
The Modern Lovers,
Warren Ellis,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Neu!,
Wasted Youth,
Judy Mowatt,
Symarip,
8 Eyed Spy,
Kenny Larkin,
Echospace,
Gregory Isaacs,
EPMD,
The Martian,
Idris Muhammad,
Blancmange,
The Pretty Things,
Lightning Bolt,
Gastr Del Sol,
Blossom Toes,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Busters,
Scrapy,
Animal Collective,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Unwound,
a-ha,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Erasure,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Man Parrish,
Ronnie Foster,
Lalann,
Patti Smith,
Mantronix,
Sparks,
Fear,
Grauzone,
John Coltrane,
Nils Olav,
Lakeside,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Red Krayola,
Sex Pistols,
Funky Four + One,
The Fugs,
Yazoo,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Roxy Music, Roxy Music, Roxy Music, Roxy Music.
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.