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 Bahrain and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1965.
I was there at the first Beefheart show in Lancaster.
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 1961 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Milan.
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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Victims to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Leonard Cohen. All the underground hits.
All Infiniti tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Girls At Our Best! 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Suburban Knight record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Robert Wyatt,
Deepchord,
Graham Central Station,
R.M.O.,
Nirvana,
Bill Wells,
Delta 5,
the Human League,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Judy Mowatt,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Black Dice,
Silicon Teens,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Yaz,
The Neon Judgement,
Jacques Brel,
Nas,
Blossom Toes,
Siglo XX,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Underground Resistance,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Pere Ubu,
The Vogues,
Jimmy McGriff,
Moss Icon,
Suicide,
Monolake,
Nick Fraelich,
Thee Headcoats,
The Litter,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Fad Gadget,
Unrelated Segments,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Agitation Free,
Skaos,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Moebius,
Rhythm & Sound,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Neil Young,
Rakim,
Lalo Schifrin,
Alice Coltrane,
Panda Bear,
Isaac Hayes,
Lakeside,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
K-Klass,
Magma,
The Modern Lovers,
Bang On A Can,
Swans,
the Fania All-Stars,
Simply Red,
Dawn Penn,
Marine Girls,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz.
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.