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 Antigua and from Portland.
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 1962 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Jerry Gold Smith to the grunge 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 Marc Almond. All the underground hits.
All K-Klass tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dave Gahan record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Main Source record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Goldenarms,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Public Enemy,
London Community Gospel Choir,
D'Angelo,
Supertramp,
Average White Band,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Quantec,
The Sisters of Mercy,
One Last Wish,
UT,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Barclay James Harvest,
Suburban Knight,
Kayak,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Trojans,
cv313,
Popol Vuh,
A Certain Ratio,
The Index,
Radiohead,
Jandek,
Vainqueur,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Half Japanese,
Graham Central Station,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
the Slits,
Electric Prunes,
Japan,
Slick Rick,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Matthew Bourne,
Mr. Review,
the Human League,
Lungfish,
The Gun Club,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
John Cale,
The Knickerbockers,
The Stooges,
X-Ray Spex,
Josef K,
Joy Division,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Gang Gang Dance,
Alice Coltrane,
Arab on Radar,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Mummies,
Monks,
Dead Boys,
Danielle Patucci,
Audionom,
Flipper,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Eli Mardock,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Intrusion, Intrusion, Intrusion, Intrusion.
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.