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 Cameroon and from Hong Kong.
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 1963 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Chrome to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Althea and Donna. All the underground hits.
All Whodini tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Skaos record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Qualms record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Newcleus,
Aural Exciters,
Lower 48,
The Busters,
Depeche Mode,
Mary Jane Girls,
Delta 5,
Television,
Johnny Clarke,
Ralphi Rosario,
Arcadia,
Eli Mardock,
The Smoke,
The Wake,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Rotary Connection,
8 Eyed Spy,
the Germs,
Popol Vuh,
Das Ding,
The Monochrome Set,
The Tremeloes,
Suicide,
Ituana,
Little Man,
Hasil Adkins,
Bobby Womack,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Eve St. Jones,
Amon Düül II,
Panda Bear,
Soul II Soul,
Procol Harum,
The Leaves,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Yazoo,
The Young Rascals,
Scan 7,
Bobby Byrd,
Barrington Levy,
Boz Scaggs,
New Order,
Ronnie Foster,
Aswad,
Rapeman,
The Cowsills,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Pere Ubu,
Big Daddy Kane,
Moebius,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Moody Blues,
Smog,
Soul Sonic Force,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Chris & Cosey,
Sister Nancy,
Faraquet,
The Misunderstood,
Clear Light,
Rhythim Is Rhythim, Rhythim Is Rhythim, Rhythim Is Rhythim, Rhythim Is Rhythim.
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.