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 Bosnia Herzegovina and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise 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 1969 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 oboe 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 Lower 48 to the disco kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Parry Music. All the underground hits.
All Throbbing Gristle tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pussy Galore record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Reagan Youth record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pylon,
Gregory Isaacs,
Kayak,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Rhythm & Sound,
Ultra Naté,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Todd Terry,
E-Dancer,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Barclay James Harvest,
Sonny Sharrock,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Amon Düül,
Erykah Badu,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Thee Headcoats,
Bad Manners,
Wolf Eyes,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Prince Buster,
Jimmy McGriff,
Peter & Gordon,
The Offenders,
Barbara Tucker,
Erasure,
Black Moon,
AZ,
Television Personalities,
Gabor Szabo,
Public Image Ltd.,
Danielle Patucci,
David Axelrod,
Ornette Coleman,
Marine Girls,
Barrington Levy,
MC5,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
UT,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Human League,
Can,
These Immortal Souls,
Maurizio,
Nils Olav,
Goldenarms,
Lou Reed,
Q and Not U,
Derrick May,
Sixth Finger,
The Detroit Cobras,
Lee Hazlewood,
Connie Case,
Bauhaus,
Sun City Girls,
Soft Machine,
ABBA,
Boz Scaggs,
Little Man,
Eli Mardock,
Basic Channel, Basic Channel, Basic Channel, Basic Channel.
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.