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 Lesotho and from Philadelphia.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 theremin 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 Young Marble Giants to the grime kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 The Associates tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Major Organ And The Adding Machine record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Selector Dub Narcotic record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Pantaleimon,
Tears for Fears,
Tres Demented,
Moebius,
KRS-One,
Magazine,
Gang Green,
Basic Channel,
Grey Daturas,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Cymande,
Aswad,
Banda Bassotti,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Essential Logic,
World's Most,
Blake Baxter,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Joyce Sims,
Sonic Youth,
Kayak,
Erykah Badu,
The Moody Blues,
Unwound,
The Birthday Party,
Fela Kuti,
Donny Hathaway,
The Associates,
L. Decosne,
Pussy Galore,
Marc Almond,
The Fortunes,
Althea and Donna,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Neon Judgement,
Chris Corsano,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Litter,
Stetsasonic,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Throbbing Gristle,
Gong,
Man Parrish,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Swans,
Popol Vuh,
The Electric Prunes,
Vainqueur,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Grass Roots,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Faust,
The Monochrome Set,
Siglo XX,
Bluetip,
This Heat,
The Slackers,
The Cosmic Jokers, The Cosmic Jokers, The Cosmic Jokers, The Cosmic Jokers.
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.