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 Bahrain and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia 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 1967 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and London.
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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the clarinet 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 Hashim to the punk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Grass Roots. All the underground hits.
All Black Sheep tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Normal record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Visage,
Rod Modell,
Model 500,
Lucky Dragons,
Morten Harket,
Al Stewart,
Au Pairs,
Essential Logic,
The Young Rascals,
kango's stein massive,
Scrapy,
The Fugs,
the Soft Cell,
Lindisfarne,
the Sonics,
Easy Going,
the Human League,
Pulsallama,
Funky Four + One,
Mark Hollis,
The Barracudas,
One Last Wish,
Los Fastidios,
Faust,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Monolake,
CMW,
Jeff Lynne,
Kaleidoscope,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Dead C,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Anakelly,
Harmonia,
Wings,
New York Dolls,
The Shadows of Knight,
Deadbeat,
LL Cool J,
Byron Stingily,
Sonic Youth,
48th St. Collective,
The Invisible,
Bootsy Collins,
Bang On A Can,
Fugazi,
Slave,
Agent Orange,
Iggy Pop,
FM Einheit,
The Durutti Column,
The Gun Club,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
This Heat,
OOIOO,
Fela Kuti,
Tubeway Army, Tubeway Army, Tubeway Army, Tubeway Army.
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.