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 Haiti and from Stockholm.
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 1963 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Oblivians to the funk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Steve Hackett. All the underground hits.
All Ossler tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Junior Murvin record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Girls At Our Best! record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Quantec,
Gang Green,
Echospace,
Visage,
The Move,
Max Romeo,
Von Mondo,
Joensuu 1685,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Skarface,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
MDC,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
John Cale,
Nick Fraelich,
Ohio Players,
L. Decosne,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Lalo Schifrin,
Big Daddy Kane,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Public Image Ltd.,
Procol Harum,
Man Eating Sloth,
Hashim,
Massinfluence,
Chris & Cosey,
Clear Light,
Black Pus,
FM Einheit,
Lindisfarne,
The Gories,
Pharoah Sanders,
Delon & Dalcan,
Pulsallama,
The Smoke,
Byron Stingily,
Pierre Henry,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Crispian St. Peters,
Aswad,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Surgeon,
The Angels of Light,
Robert Wyatt,
Hardrive,
The Associates,
Thompson Twins,
Cheater Slicks,
UT,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Piero Umiliani,
The Moleskins,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Depeche Mode,
Beasts of Bourbon,
ABC,
Jesper Dahlback,
Arthur Verocai,
Matthew Halsall,
Chrome, Chrome, Chrome, Chrome.
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.