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 Spain and from Halifax.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1965 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 1965 at the first Beefheart practice in a loft in Lancaster.
I was working on the sitar 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 Radiohead to the techno kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Misunderstood. All the underground hits.
All 10cc tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Men They Couldn't Hang record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scott Walker + Sunn O))) record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Alton Ellis,
Young Marble Giants,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Moebius,
Colin Newman,
Boredoms,
Pierre Henry,
Audionom,
The Black Dice,
Scan 7,
Siglo XX,
Sight & Sound,
The Grass Roots,
Dead Boys,
Banda Bassotti,
Fluxion,
Easy Going,
10cc,
Severed Heads,
Steve Hackett,
The Modern Lovers,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Martian,
Crash Course in Science,
Yazoo,
The Moody Blues,
Piero Umiliani,
James Chance & The Contortions,
OOIOO,
Depeche Mode,
Soulsonic Force,
Davy DMX,
The Blackbyrds,
Joy Division,
PIL,
Lebanon Hanover,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Wire,
Gong,
Jesper Dahlback,
Gastr Del Sol,
Desert Stars,
Cybotron,
The J.B.'s,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Andrew Hill,
Bronski Beat,
Con Funk Shun,
Index,
Beasts of Bourbon,
The Birthday Party,
The Evens,
Bobby Sherman,
The Gladiators,
Masters at Work,
Grey Daturas,
Rites of Spring,
The Moleskins,
EPMD,
The Neon Judgement,
Avey Tare,
Boz Scaggs, Boz Scaggs, Boz Scaggs, Boz Scaggs.
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.