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 Cape Verde and from Tehran.
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 1961 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Juan Atkins to the funk 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 Zeros. All the underground hits.
All Skriet tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Glenn Branca record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 chamberlin and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Todd Rundgren record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Donny Hathaway,
Public Enemy,
Howard Jones,
Tommy Roe,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Subhumans,
Lower 48,
DNA,
Scrapy,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Bush Tetras,
Lee Hazlewood,
ABBA,
Archie Shepp,
Janne Schatter,
Scott Walker,
Radiohead,
Loose Ends,
Chrome,
Black Moon,
Half Japanese,
Soft Cell,
Harry Pussy,
Joe Smooth,
the Slits,
Eddi Front,
Reuben Wilson,
Youth Brigade,
The Associates,
Warsaw,
Althea and Donna,
Heaven 17,
Todd Terry,
Lou Reed,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Bad Manners,
Susan Cadogan,
Talk Talk,
EPMD,
Gang Gang Dance,
Section 25,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Angels of Light,
OOIOO,
Stetsasonic,
The Monochrome Set,
Ultimate Spinach,
Nirvana,
the Fania All-Stars,
The Fugs,
Crime,
The Cramps,
Yazoo,
Organ,
The Motions,
Jacques Brel,
Morten Harket,
Joy Division,
Dark Day,
The Black Dice, The Black Dice, The Black Dice, The Black Dice.
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.