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 Poland and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 synthesizer 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 Japan to the rap 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 Be Bop Deluxe. All the underground hits.
All One Last Wish tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pylon 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 linndrum and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sugar Minott record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Von Mondo,
Buzzcocks,
The J.B.'s,
Animal Collective,
The Misunderstood,
Oneida,
Graham Central Station,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Cluster,
Sam Rivers,
Freddie Wadling,
Skaos,
CMW,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Arcadia,
Eli Mardock,
Radiohead,
Amon Düül II,
In Retrospect,
Kool Moe Dee,
Marshall Jefferson,
La Düsseldorf,
Unrelated Segments,
Amazonics,
Faust,
Chrome,
JFA,
Blossom Toes,
Barclay James Harvest,
Robert Wyatt,
Fad Gadget,
Bad Manners,
Slick Rick,
T.S.O.L.,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Spoonie Gee,
Accadde A,
Franke,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Susan Cadogan,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Motorama,
Amon Düül,
New York Dolls,
D'Angelo,
Bootsy Collins,
Pagans,
David McCallum,
Isaac Hayes,
The Skatalites,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Outsiders,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Althea and Donna,
Sixth Finger,
Roxette,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Doobie Brothers,
Tommy Roe, Tommy Roe, Tommy Roe, Tommy Roe.
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.