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 the UAE and from Milan.
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 1960 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Swans to the crunk 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 Con Funk Shun. All the underground hits.
All Altered Images tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Reagan Youth 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Essential Logic record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Human League,
The Offenders,
the Swans,
Joensuu 1685,
Bush Tetras,
LL Cool J,
Groovy Waters,
Ronan,
Grauzone,
The Techniques,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Fire Engines,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Minny Pops,
Todd Rundgren,
The Remains,
The Red Krayola,
Lou Christie,
Amazonics,
Danielle Patucci,
Peter and Kerry,
R.M.O.,
Harpers Bizarre,
The Cramps,
Qualms,
Loose Ends,
X-Ray Spex,
Funky Four + One,
Severed Heads,
The J.B.'s,
Warren Ellis,
Nas,
T. Rex,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Sam Rivers,
Maleditus Sound,
Alison Limerick,
Fear,
Television Personalities,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Sixth Finger,
Kenny Larkin,
Man Eating Sloth,
ABBA,
Black Pus,
Eve St. Jones,
Kerrie Biddell,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Fall,
Josef K,
Carl Craig,
Robert Hood,
Rod Modell,
The Trojans,
Brothers Johnson,
the Soft Cell,
Flash Fearless,
Bill Near,
The Wake,
Gang of Four,
Pet Shop Boys,
Sandy B, Sandy B, Sandy B, Sandy B.
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.