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 Grenada and from Toronto.
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 1961 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the güiro 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 The Fire Engines to the techno kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 The Divine Comedy. All the underground hits.
All Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gary Puckett & The Union Gap record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Royal Family And The Poor record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
F. McDonald,
Joyce Sims,
Minutemen,
Reuben Wilson,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Cameo,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Tremeloes,
June Days,
The Red Krayola,
Grandmaster Flash,
Flash Fearless,
Connie Case,
Quadrant,
The Gap Band,
Sparks,
Intrusion,
Amon Düül,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Nick Fraelich,
The Victims,
Jacob Miller,
Funkadelic,
Albert Ayler,
Glenn Branca,
Harry Pussy,
Lakeside,
ABC,
La Düsseldorf,
Thompson Twins,
Camberwell Now,
Dorothy Ashby,
Soft Machine,
Johnny Clarke,
Smog,
DJ Sneak,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Index,
Gang Green,
Iggy Pop,
Ultimate Spinach,
Yaz,
Panda Bear,
Visage,
Gang Gang Dance,
K-Klass,
X-102,
Mr. Review,
John Holt,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Livin' Joy,
Radio Birdman,
The Mummies,
Colin Newman,
Procol Harum,
Archie Shepp,
Suburban Knight,
Royal Trux,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Newcleus,
Sister Nancy,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Spandau Ballet, Spandau Ballet, Spandau Ballet, Spandau Ballet.
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.