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 Estonia and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia 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 Columbus and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Sunsets and Hearts to the electroclash 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 Kerrie Biddell. All the underground hits.
All Michelle Simonal tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sparks record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Nils Olav record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Flash Fearless,
the Soft Cell,
FM Einheit,
Ultra Naté,
Neil Young,
Bobby Byrd,
Nation of Ulysses,
Drexciya,
Guru Guru,
Arab on Radar,
CMW,
The Trojans,
Chrome,
Sister Nancy,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Flipper,
Surgeon,
Television Personalities,
Skarface,
Goldenarms,
Brick,
Bill Near,
Simply Red,
Can,
U.S. Maple,
MC5,
Grauzone,
the Sonics,
Black Sheep,
Eve St. Jones,
Mary Jane Girls,
Bootsy Collins,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Swans,
Grandmaster Flash,
Panda Bear,
Radiohead,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Toni Rubio,
Lou Christie,
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The Fall,
Mantronix,
Bob Dylan,
Ituana,
Urselle,
Don Cherry,
Banda Bassotti,
Joyce Sims,
Vladislav Delay,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Echospace,
Jerry's Kids,
Judy Mowatt,
Radio Birdman,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Whodini,
Liliput,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Grey Daturas,
Crash Course in Science, Crash Course in Science, Crash Course in Science, Crash Course in Science.
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.