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 Guatemala and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1960 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 theremin 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 The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band to the electroclash 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 Chris & Cosey. All the underground hits.
All Can tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Sonics record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Howard Jones,
L. Decosne,
Absolute Body Control,
Organ,
Graham Central Station,
The Leaves,
Jacques Brel,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Blake Baxter,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Soft Cell,
the Human League,
the Association,
Reuben Wilson,
H. Thieme,
ABC,
Albert Ayler,
The Litter,
Chris & Cosey,
Davy DMX,
Unrelated Segments,
Man Parrish,
June Days,
Barclay James Harvest,
10cc,
The Trojans,
Cheater Slicks,
The Residents,
Soft Machine,
Skaos,
Dual Sessions,
Kenny Larkin,
Moss Icon,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Martian,
Bobby Byrd,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Shoche,
Matthew Halsall,
Warren Ellis,
Glambeats Corp.,
Black Pus,
The Move,
The Monochrome Set,
PIL,
Amon Düül II,
Flash Fearless,
Lyres,
X-102,
Tim Buckley,
Morten Harket,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Index,
Basic Channel,
Sugar Minott,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Visage,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Slackers,
Crime,
Hasil Adkins,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon.
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.