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 Vietnam and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South 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 1960 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 spring reverb 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 kango's stein massive to the jazz 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 Theoretical Girls. All the underground hits.
All Lafayette Afro Rock Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Gories 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rekid record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Minnie Riperton,
Kas Product,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Busters,
LL Cool J,
Quando Quango,
Audionom,
Skaos,
Delon & Dalcan,
R.M.O.,
B.T. Express,
Pantytec,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Skarface,
Absolute Body Control,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Velvet Underground,
Basic Channel,
Derrick May,
Warsaw,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Von Mondo,
Sexual Harrassment,
The J.B.'s,
The Neon Judgement,
The Vogues,
the Normal,
Marc Almond,
Lightning Bolt,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Monks,
X-101,
Tears for Fears,
Tim Buckley,
The Knickerbockers,
Carl Craig,
L. Decosne,
Rod Modell,
Spandau Ballet,
Bauhaus,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Public Image Ltd.,
World's Most,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
La Düsseldorf,
Todd Rundgren,
The Standells,
Scott Walker,
Crime,
Dorothy Ashby,
Camouflage,
Clear Light,
Cymande,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Average White Band,
Glenn Branca,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Cybotron, Cybotron, Cybotron, Cybotron.
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.