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 Switzerland and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1968 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the linndrum 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 The Pop Group to the techno kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Donald Byrd. All the underground hits.
All Hashim tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bang On A Can 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Eli Mardock record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Michelle Simonal,
Sex Pistols,
The Buckinghams,
Fad Gadget,
Liliput,
Ten City,
Bang On A Can,
Dennis Brown,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Japan,
Flamin' Groovies,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Soul II Soul,
Neu!,
Gregory Isaacs,
June of 44,
Mr. Review,
Tom Boy,
Supertramp,
Marshall Jefferson,
Mary Jane Girls,
Jandek,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
The Velvet Underground,
Nik Kershaw,
Electric Prunes,
Davy DMX,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Easy Going,
Godley & Creme,
John Lydon,
Newcleus,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Raincoats,
The Busters,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Blackbyrds,
Television,
Eurythmics,
Fear,
Lucky Dragons,
Pagans,
Masters at Work,
Soulsonic Force,
Magma,
Circle Jerks,
Vainqueur,
Robert Wyatt,
Idris Muhammad,
Lebanon Hanover,
John Cale,
Lalann,
Kaleidoscope,
The Smoke,
MDC,
Sixth Finger,
Parry Music,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Evens,
the Swans,
X-101, X-101, X-101, X-101.
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.