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 Bolivia and from Lyon.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Kevin Saunderson to the rock 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 Fear. All the underground hits.
All Scan 7 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kaleidoscope 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Circle Jerks record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Deepchord,
Bluetip,
The Vogues,
a-ha,
Pantytec,
James White and The Blacks,
The J.B.'s,
The Barracudas,
Agent Orange,
the Soft Cell,
Duran Duran,
Joyce Sims,
Urselle,
The Kinks,
Fela Kuti,
Soul II Soul,
Roger Hodgson,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Faraquet,
Public Enemy,
the Slits,
Can,
Bobby Byrd,
Terrestrial Tones,
Qualms,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
DNA,
Maleditus Sound,
The Index,
Tom Boy,
Gang of Four,
Vladislav Delay,
Whodini,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Lindisfarne,
Slave,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Star Department,
The Dead C,
The Evens,
Glambeats Corp.,
Bob Dylan,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Silicon Teens,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Pole,
The Sound,
Mark Hollis,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Eddi Front,
The Electric Prunes,
Yazoo,
cv313,
Wolf Eyes,
Dawn Penn,
Reagan Youth,
This Heat,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Flipper,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Funky Four + One,
Alton Ellis, Alton Ellis, Alton Ellis, Alton Ellis.
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.