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 Ethiopia and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1969 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Easy Going to the rap kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 The Barracudas. All the underground hits.
All UT tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sun Ra Arkestra record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Radiohead record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Motorama,
The Litter,
Black Sheep,
Harry Pussy,
Rhythm & Sound,
the Fania All-Stars,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Agent Orange,
Simply Red,
Mary Jane Girls,
Jeff Mills,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Rakim,
The Music Machine,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Essential Logic,
Jimmy McGriff,
Grauzone,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Cecil Taylor,
Neu!,
The Black Dice,
Lungfish,
Alphaville,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Michelle Simonal,
Chris & Cosey,
Pagans,
The Detroit Cobras,
Pylon,
Sister Nancy,
Negative Approach,
The Doors,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
David Axelrod,
The Doobie Brothers,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Seeds,
The Gun Club,
The Techniques,
New Age Steppers,
Main Source,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Mission of Burma,
Black Moon,
DJ Sneak,
The Birthday Party,
Ralphi Rosario,
Quando Quango,
T. Rex,
Rufus Thomas,
Godley & Creme,
F. McDonald,
Bill Wells,
The American Breed,
Stetsasonic,
Swell Maps, Swell Maps, Swell Maps, Swell Maps.
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.