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 Australia 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 1962 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 JFA 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 Magma. All the underground hits.
All Dual Sessions tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Unrelated Segments record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Eden Ahbez record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Grauzone,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Freddie Wadling,
Boredoms,
Marine Girls,
Camberwell Now,
The Angels of Light,
Graham Central Station,
Albert Ayler,
Drive Like Jehu,
Y Pants,
John Foxx,
The Evens,
The Slackers,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Dave Gahan,
Bizarre Inc.,
X-102,
the Sonics,
Lou Reed,
Barrington Levy,
Absolute Body Control,
The Cosmic Jokers,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Skatalites,
David McCallum,
The Seeds,
The Associates,
Oneida,
The Blackbyrds,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Patti Smith,
Babytalk,
Eli Mardock,
Crooked Eye,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Funkadelic,
The Fugs,
Cluster,
Bob Dylan,
Black Pus,
The Smoke,
Lee Hazlewood,
Fugazi,
Q and Not U,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Erasure,
Roy Ayers,
The Martian,
Skaos,
Bang On A Can,
Arthur Verocai,
Reagan Youth,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Red Krayola,
Amon Düül,
Michelle Simonal,
Ken Boothe,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Roxette,
Be Bop Deluxe,
T. Rex, T. Rex, T. Rex, T. Rex.
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.