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 Ireland and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1962 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 Tom Verlaine 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 Main Source to the dance kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 New Age Steppers. All the underground hits.
All Swell Maps tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Audionom record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 an oboe and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Surgeon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Camberwell Now,
Pet Shop Boys,
Faraquet,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Morten Harket,
Marcia Griffiths,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Josef K,
The Divine Comedy,
Scan 7,
The Motions,
The Trojans,
Grandmaster Flash,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Aloha Tigers,
Depeche Mode,
Country Teasers,
The Fortunes,
the Association,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Ohio Players,
Skaos,
Half Japanese,
Fad Gadget,
Delta 5,
Boz Scaggs,
the Human League,
Dark Day,
Prince Buster,
Juan Atkins,
Soul II Soul,
Curtis Mayfield,
Blancmange,
FM Einheit,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Boogie Down Productions,
David Axelrod,
Gabor Szabo,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Scott Walker,
Aswad,
One Last Wish,
Swans,
Jeff Lynne,
Urselle,
Simply Red,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Deepchord,
Shuggie Otis,
DJ Style,
Black Sheep,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Yellowson,
Toni Rubio,
Donny Hathaway,
Public Image Ltd.,
Aaron Thompson,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Star Department,
The Cure,
Leonard Cohen,
The Last Poets,
Young Marble Giants, Young Marble Giants, Young Marble Giants, Young Marble Giants.
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.