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 Milan.
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 1964 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Man Parrish to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Fear. All the underground hits.
All CMW tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Qualms record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a De La Soul & Jungle Brothers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Mission of Burma,
Marshall Jefferson,
Eric Copeland,
Los Fastidios,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Joe Finger,
The Blackbyrds,
Minnie Riperton,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Nation of Ulysses,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Japan,
Das Ding,
Funkadelic,
Lou Reed,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The Fugs,
Von Mondo,
Janne Schatter,
The Cowsills,
Spoonie Gee,
Hasil Adkins,
Yusef Lateef,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Harry Pussy,
The Smoke,
Dennis Brown,
The Beau Brummels,
Niagra,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Bobby Womack,
The Gladiators,
Wire,
Robert Wyatt,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Black Flag,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Moody Blues,
Porter Ricks,
Adolescents,
Ornette Coleman,
The Detroit Cobras,
Max Romeo,
The Victims,
Soft Cell,
Roger Hodgson,
Goldenarms,
Kerrie Biddell,
Country Teasers,
Roy Ayers,
Alton Ellis,
Depeche Mode,
Outsiders,
Byron Stingily,
Urselle,
Jawbox,
Livin' Joy,
the Germs,
James White and The Blacks,
Inner City,
Derrick Morgan,
R.M.O., R.M.O., R.M.O., R.M.O..
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.