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 Latvia and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1965.
I was there at the first Beefheart show in Lancaster.
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 1963 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the clarinet 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 Suburban Knight to the crunk 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 Robert Görl. All the underground hits.
All The Doors tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Stetsasonic record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 rhodes and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Quadrant record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Motions,
Eric Dolphy,
Black Sheep,
Anthony Braxton,
Delon & Dalcan,
Lalann,
Radiohead,
Black Bananas,
Kevin Saunderson,
T.S.O.L.,
Colin Newman,
MC5,
Joe Smooth,
Fad Gadget,
Drive Like Jehu,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Depeche Mode,
Ultimate Spinach,
Sister Nancy,
Masters at Work,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Slave,
Glambeats Corp.,
David Axelrod,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Erasure,
H. Thieme,
Skaos,
Average White Band,
The Trojans,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Tremeloes,
PIL,
Prince Buster,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Electric Prunes,
Electric Light Orchestra,
John Foxx,
Kayak,
Bobby Sherman,
Stockholm Monsters,
cv313,
Derrick May,
Khruangbin,
Jerry's Kids,
Malaria!,
Connie Case,
Boredoms,
Quadrant,
Alison Limerick,
Audionom,
a-ha,
Silicon Teens,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Wire,
Roxette,
Porter Ricks,
AZ,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Sällskapet,
The Mummies,
Youth Brigade, Youth Brigade, Youth Brigade, Youth Brigade.
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.