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 Qatar and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise 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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 harpsichord 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 Sun City Girls to the electroclash 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 Red Lorry Yellow Lorry. All the underground hits.
All The Peanut Butter Conspiracy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cabaret Voltaire record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Young Rascals record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Mighty Diamonds,
Boredoms,
Scratch Acid,
The Fuzztones,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Buckinghams,
Pagans,
Basic Channel,
Loose Ends,
Big Daddy Kane,
Tres Demented,
Icehouse,
Todd Terry,
Rod Modell,
The Index,
Main Source,
Surgeon,
Yaz,
Ultravox,
Lou Reed,
John Lydon,
Inner City,
Echospace,
Yazoo,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Reuben Wilson,
Index,
Von Mondo,
The Selecter,
Popol Vuh,
Harpers Bizarre,
Sonny Sharrock,
Deepchord,
Massinfluence,
John Holt,
Ituana,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Agent Orange,
Buzzcocks,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Barrington Levy,
Alice Coltrane,
Girls At Our Best!,
Gastr Del Sol,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Rhythm & Sound,
Sly & The Family Stone,
MDC,
Pylon,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Bauhaus,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Soul II Soul,
Sam Rivers,
The Sonics,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Rufus Thomas,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Marshall Jefferson,
Shuggie Otis, Shuggie Otis, Shuggie Otis, Shuggie Otis.
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.