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 Nauru and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1960 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
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 The Happenings to the rock kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Nation of Ulysses. All the underground hits.
All Minor Threat tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Crooked Eye record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Franke record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Theoretical Girls,
Zero Boys,
Gang Starr,
Aaron Thompson,
Quando Quango,
Mars,
Fatback Band,
Letta Mbulu,
Jerry's Kids,
Unrelated Segments,
Flash Fearless,
Erykah Badu,
Average White Band,
The Doobie Brothers,
Eli Mardock,
Minutemen,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Hashim,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Yellowson,
Glenn Branca,
The Tremeloes,
Trumans Water,
Glambeats Corp.,
Brass Construction,
Crispy Ambulance,
Buzzcocks,
The Happenings,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Khruangbin,
Black Pus,
Lou Christie,
Joe Finger,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The Divine Comedy,
Joe Smooth,
The Fall,
Sixth Finger,
Robert Wyatt,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Kerri Chandler,
Danielle Patucci,
China Crisis,
Duran Duran,
Rites of Spring,
Flipper,
Slave,
X-102,
Public Image Ltd.,
Judy Mowatt,
Wire,
Avey Tare,
The Velvet Underground,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Techniques,
Bill Wells,
Erasure,
Peter & Gordon,
Jesper Dahlback,
Joy Division,
Mark Hollis,
Subhumans,
The Real Kids, The Real Kids, The Real Kids, The Real Kids.
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.