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 Cameroon and from Toronto.
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 1968 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 synthesizer 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 Joe Smooth to the rock kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Skarface. All the underground hits.
All Sight & Sound tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Crispian St. Peters record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Toni Rubio record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lindisfarne,
Moss Icon,
Audionom,
The Sonics,
The Moody Blues,
Warsaw,
Oneida,
Flipper,
Excepter,
Janne Schatter,
Matthew Halsall,
The Red Krayola,
Stiv Bators,
Flash Fearless,
Alison Limerick,
Suburban Knight,
Sarah Menescal,
The Barracudas,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Joe Finger,
Judy Mowatt,
The American Breed,
Icehouse,
The Fall,
CMW,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Golliwogs,
Harpers Bizarre,
Ultravox,
The Invisible,
Eric Dolphy,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Bobby Byrd,
The Names,
Bobbi Humphrey,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Barry Ungar,
Traffic Nightmare,
Groovy Waters,
Can,
The Selecter,
Massinfluence,
Half Japanese,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Star Department,
Moby Grape,
Eric B and Rakim,
Colin Newman,
Funky Four + One,
Los Fastidios,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Move,
Thompson Twins,
The Moleskins,
The Blues Magoos,
Television,
Bobby Sherman,
the Swans,
Delon & Dalcan,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Marshall Jefferson,
Das Ding,
Kas Product, Kas Product, Kas Product, Kas Product.
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.