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 Woodstock.
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 1966 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 güiro 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 Move to the techno kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 UT. All the underground hits.
All The Misunderstood tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Althea and Donna 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kayak record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Liliput,
Metal Thangz,
Joensuu 1685,
T.S.O.L.,
Sonic Youth,
Gregory Isaacs,
Lyres,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Von Mondo,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Spoonie Gee,
Skriet,
Echospace,
Idris Muhammad,
Patti Smith,
Moby Grape,
F. McDonald,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Alton Ellis,
The Names,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Country Teasers,
Iggy Pop,
The Fall,
Ronan,
Altered Images,
Youth Brigade,
A Certain Ratio,
Alison Limerick,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Marine Girls,
Quadrant,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Minor Threat,
Gang of Four,
Eli Mardock,
Junior Murvin,
Ten City,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Lower 48,
Rites of Spring,
Big Daddy Kane,
Deepchord,
Whodini,
Beasts of Bourbon,
New Order,
Fatback Band,
Soft Cell,
Jeff Lynne,
Ponytail,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Franke,
Radio Birdman,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Jacques Brel,
Kerri Chandler,
Lou Christie,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Colin Newman,
Connie Case,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Toasters,
The Seeds,
Lonnie Liston Smith, Lonnie Liston Smith, Lonnie Liston Smith, Lonnie Liston Smith.
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.