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 Brunei and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1962 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 harpsichord 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 Fear to the dance 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 Duran Duran. All the underground hits.
All Intrusion tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jandek record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 rhodes and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a This Heat record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Half Japanese,
Slave,
The Names,
Kas Product,
The Pretty Things,
Boogie Down Productions,
the Association,
The Gories,
Whodini,
Sparks,
Funkadelic,
Max Romeo,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Birthday Party,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Technova,
Dual Sessions,
Interpol,
The Smiths,
The Victims,
Easy Going,
Quantec,
New York Dolls,
Pylon,
the Fania All-Stars,
Jeru the Damaja,
Desert Stars,
Lucky Dragons,
Dave Gahan,
Steve Hackett,
Massinfluence,
Au Pairs,
Kool Moe Dee,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Erykah Badu,
Groovy Waters,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
John Lydon,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
the Human League,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Television Personalities,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
10cc,
Public Enemy,
Dennis Brown,
Excepter,
Hashim,
Lower 48,
Y Pants,
Neu!,
Mandrill,
Talk Talk,
Stiv Bators,
Kurtis Blow,
Pussy Galore,
The Young Rascals,
Nils Olav,
The Modern Lovers,
The Alarm Clocks,
Joyce Sims,
The Motions,
R.M.O., R.M.O., R.M.O., R.M.O..
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.