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 Botswana and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1967 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the marimba 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 Kevin Saunderson to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Roy Ayers Ubiquity. All the underground hits.
All Siouxsie and the Banshees tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every DeepChord presents Echospace record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Mr. Review record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Dave Clark Five,
Blake Baxter,
Lightning Bolt,
Thee Headcoats,
Heaven 17,
Roger Hodgson,
David McCallum,
Kerrie Biddell,
Black Bananas,
John Cale,
Jacques Brel,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Evens,
Sonic Youth,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Marc Almond,
Television Personalities,
Yellowson,
The Fire Engines,
Idris Muhammad,
Fluxion,
The Gun Club,
Sarah Menescal,
Marmalade,
Godley & Creme,
Vladislav Delay,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Trojans,
Anthony Braxton,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Supertramp,
Kayak,
Hardrive,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Clear Light,
Kaleidoscope,
Ultra Naté,
Moby Grape,
Angry Samoans,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Neu!,
Dual Sessions,
Soft Cell,
Von Mondo,
Average White Band,
Swans,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
MC5,
Bobby Hutcherson,
kango's stein massive,
Jandek,
Robert Wyatt,
Duran Duran,
The Modern Lovers,
Reagan Youth,
The Birthday Party,
Black Flag,
Black Moon,
Derrick Morgan,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Jeff Mills,
Alison Limerick,
Grey Daturas,
Deadbeat, Deadbeat, Deadbeat, Deadbeat.
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.