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 Switzerland and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Tears for Fears to the techno 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 The Associates. All the underground hits.
All Alton Ellis tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Tears for Fears record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Harpers Bizarre,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Freddie Wadling,
Depeche Mode,
Lyres,
Joey Negro,
The Monks,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Franke,
Eric Copeland,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Cybotron,
Camouflage,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Janne Schatter,
Fluxion,
The Raincoats,
T. Rex,
the Fania All-Stars,
Masters at Work,
MC5,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Fortunes,
The Cramps,
Jeru the Damaja,
Young Marble Giants,
Carl Craig,
The Doors,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
John Foxx,
Barbara Tucker,
Nils Olav,
Eden Ahbez,
Funkadelic,
Silicon Teens,
Brand Nubian,
DJ Style,
Niagra,
Gregory Isaacs,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Flesh Eaters,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Gong,
Kaleidoscope,
Harmonia,
Quantec,
X-102,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Ultravox,
La Düsseldorf,
Jawbox,
Eve St. Jones,
Cameo,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Eric Dolphy,
Susan Cadogan,
The Residents,
Donald Byrd, Donald Byrd, Donald Byrd, Donald Byrd.
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.