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 Djibouti and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1961 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 F. McDonald to the grime kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Oneida. All the underground hits.
All CMW tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every June Days 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Das Ding record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jeff Lynne,
June Days,
Wally Richardson,
Matthew Bourne,
Talk Talk,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Todd Rundgren,
Grandmaster Flash,
Kaleidoscope,
The Fuzztones,
Gichy Dan,
Hashim,
Stockholm Monsters,
Skaos,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Gang Gang Dance,
Lalann,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Max Romeo,
Jesper Dahlback,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Intrusion,
Faraquet,
The Walker Brothers,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
FM Einheit,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Yellowson,
Godley & Creme,
Black Sheep,
Cybotron,
Nik Kershaw,
Alphaville,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Saccharine Trust,
Radiopuhelimet,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Lungfish,
These Immortal Souls,
Grey Daturas,
Au Pairs,
Piero Umiliani,
Agent Orange,
Todd Terry,
The Buckinghams,
Sonic Youth,
Rakim,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Reagan Youth,
JFA,
Stetsasonic,
Swans,
Urselle,
Marmalade,
Wire,
Eli Mardock,
Wasted Youth,
New Order,
Simply Red,
Girls At Our Best!,
Lebanon Hanover, Lebanon Hanover, Lebanon Hanover, Lebanon Hanover.
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.