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 South Africa and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Sun Ra to the punk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 PIL. All the underground hits.
All Reagan Youth tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Buzzcocks record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 harpsichord and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Franke,
New York Dolls,
Das Ding,
Scion,
Funky Four + One,
Quando Quango,
The J.B.'s,
Average White Band,
Freddie Wadling,
The Moody Blues,
Model 500,
Tomorrow,
The Invisible,
The Monochrome Set,
Patti Smith,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Lalann,
Ten City,
China Crisis,
Reagan Youth,
Marc Almond,
Peter & Gordon,
Radio Birdman,
John Cale,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Easy Going,
H. Thieme,
The Martian,
The Smiths,
The Fall,
Morten Harket,
Negative Approach,
Desert Stars,
Harmonia,
The Fire Engines,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Cowsills,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Janne Schatter,
The Mojo Men,
Bluetip,
Henry Cow,
Big Daddy Kane,
Unrelated Segments,
Nils Olav,
Groovy Waters,
the Normal,
Wolf Eyes,
Pylon,
48th St. Collective,
Scrapy,
EPMD,
T.S.O.L.,
LL Cool J,
Robert Hood,
Arthur Verocai,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Camberwell Now,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz.
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.