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 Namibia and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1963 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 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 Pet Shop Boys 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 Roxette. All the underground hits.
All The Flesh Eaters tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gastr Del Sol record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Flash Fearless record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Quantec,
Marshall Jefferson,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Fuzztones,
Hardrive,
Bluetip,
The Walker Brothers,
Laurel Aitken,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Tommy Roe,
CMW,
Nils Olav,
Bobby Sherman,
Gastr Del Sol,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Deakin,
Piero Umiliani,
Lyres,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Lucky Dragons,
Soul II Soul,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Schoolly D,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Excepter,
Cal Tjader,
Kurtis Blow,
Sällskapet,
The Mummies,
Clear Light,
Kerrie Biddell,
Gang Green,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Terry Callier,
Ornette Coleman,
China Crisis,
The Doobie Brothers,
Robert Görl,
The Evens,
Sight & Sound,
Audionom,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Mary Jane Girls,
Sparks,
The Blues Magoos,
Second Layer,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Eric B and Rakim,
Barrington Levy,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Aloha Tigers,
Fatback Band,
The Names,
Darondo,
Howard Jones,
Erykah Badu,
Man Eating Sloth,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Traffic Nightmare,
Inner City, Inner City, Inner City, Inner City.
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.