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 Bahrain and from Columbus.
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 1961 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Unrelated Segments to the grime 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 Reagan Youth. All the underground hits.
All Red Lorry Yellow Lorry tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Mummies record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 a 808 and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lalann record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Brothers Johnson,
Excepter,
Sound Behaviour,
Pierre Henry,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Lalo Schifrin,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
The Moleskins,
Henry Cow,
Lakeside,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Real Kids,
Shuggie Otis,
Monolake,
Au Pairs,
The Blues Magoos,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Cecil Taylor,
Eden Ahbez,
Ice-T,
Leonard Cohen,
The Fortunes,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Tropical Tobacco,
JFA,
Pagans,
The Stooges,
Audionom,
The Invisible,
The Alarm Clocks,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Man Eating Sloth,
Kaleidoscope,
Circle Jerks,
David McCallum,
Aaron Thompson,
the Normal,
Unwound,
Al Stewart,
Ituana,
Amazonics,
X-101,
Theoretical Girls,
Michelle Simonal,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Index,
The Skatalites,
The Birthday Party,
Matthew Bourne,
John Foxx,
Bauhaus,
Schoolly D,
Maleditus Sound,
Roy Ayers,
Supertramp,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Index,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Big Daddy Kane,
Zapp,
James White and The Blacks,
Oneida, Oneida, Oneida, Oneida.
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.