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 Palau and from Copenhagen.
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 1962 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 marimba 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 Harry Pussy to the electroclash 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 Soul Sonic Force. All the underground hits.
All Godley & Creme tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 linndrum and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Swans record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Skaos,
The Red Krayola,
Ludus,
China Crisis,
Peter and Kerry,
In Retrospect,
Dead Boys,
Yazoo,
Moss Icon,
Quadrant,
ABC,
Brand Nubian,
Ohio Players,
Excepter,
Bang On A Can,
Albert Ayler,
Hardrive,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Kas Product,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Sixth Finger,
Con Funk Shun,
Throbbing Gristle,
Pussy Galore,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Cal Tjader,
Mandrill,
U.S. Maple,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
cv313,
Swell Maps,
the Swans,
Average White Band,
The Vogues,
Spoonie Gee,
LL Cool J,
Simply Red,
Ponytail,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Barrington Levy,
Leonard Cohen,
The Buckinghams,
Hashim,
Slick Rick,
The Associates,
The Shadows of Knight,
Underground Resistance,
The Techniques,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
AZ,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Sex Pistols,
Eddi Front,
Ronnie Foster,
Steve Hackett,
World's Most,
Don Cherry,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Charles Mingus,
The Jesus and Mary Chain, The Jesus and Mary Chain, The Jesus and Mary Chain, The Jesus and Mary Chain.
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.