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 Philippines and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1966 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 1965 at the first Beefheart practice in a loft in Lancaster.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Electric Prunes to the disco 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 Eden Ahbez. All the underground hits.
All Justin Hinds & The Dominoes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Tres Demented 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Liliput record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Yazoo,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Ponytail,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Sparks,
Alphaville,
Eddi Front,
Absolute Body Control,
China Crisis,
Joensuu 1685,
Harpers Bizarre,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Black Pus,
Sandy B,
Trumans Water,
June Days,
Soft Cell,
Matthew Bourne,
Pole,
Pantaleimon,
Qualms,
Throbbing Gristle,
Ronnie Foster,
Babytalk,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Newcleus,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Television,
Flash Fearless,
The Misunderstood,
Radio Birdman,
Monolake,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Kevin Saunderson,
Black Bananas,
Model 500,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Brothers Johnson,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Lungfish,
The Blues Magoos,
Altered Images,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Skriet,
The Count Five,
Yusef Lateef,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Flesh Eaters,
Whodini,
World's Most,
Sister Nancy,
Chris & Cosey,
Cameo,
Accadde A,
The Victims,
Duran Duran,
Outsiders,
Blake Baxter,
Basic Channel, Basic Channel, Basic Channel, Basic Channel.
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.