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 Sierra Leone and from Madrid.
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 1960 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Accra.
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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 New Christs 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 De La Soul & Jungle Brothers. All the underground hits.
All Jimmy McGriff tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Walker Brothers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Chris & Cosey,
Sight & Sound,
Bizarre Inc.,
Chrome,
Archie Shepp,
Stockholm Monsters,
Television,
Lakeside,
New York Dolls,
Arcadia,
Marc Almond,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Brand Nubian,
Scratch Acid,
Ultimate Spinach,
DJ Sneak,
Unrelated Segments,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Joey Negro,
Maurizio,
The Music Machine,
Michelle Simonal,
The Toasters,
The Kinks,
The Motions,
Black Moon,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Section 25,
The Cowsills,
The Misunderstood,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Birthday Party,
Faraquet,
Buzzcocks,
The Doors,
Mad Mike,
The Stooges,
Mo-Dettes,
Little Man,
Easy Going,
The Dirtbombs,
Underground Resistance,
Zero Boys,
The Last Poets,
The Golliwogs,
Stetsasonic,
Nik Kershaw,
Yazoo,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Morten Harket,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Sex Pistols,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
In Retrospect,
Spoonie Gee,
Freddie Wadling,
Max Romeo,
Gang Green,
Jerry's Kids,
the Human League, the Human League, the Human League, the Human League.
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.