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 Algeria and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1969 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Pulsallama to the dance kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Chris Corsano. All the underground hits.
All Pussy Galore tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Tremeloes 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Drive Like Jehu,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Angry Samoans,
Soul II Soul,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
E-Dancer,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Kas Product,
Amazonics,
The Saints,
Aswad,
Desert Stars,
Steve Hackett,
Idris Muhammad,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Moss Icon,
Reuben Wilson,
The Gladiators,
The Star Department,
Fear,
Crooked Eye,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Agitation Free,
Colin Newman,
The Five Americans,
Lindisfarne,
Supertramp,
The Evens,
Public Image Ltd.,
Roy Ayers,
Icehouse,
The Fall,
Con Funk Shun,
Neu!,
Section 25,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Black Flag,
The Toasters,
Soul Sonic Force,
Albert Ayler,
Au Pairs,
The Grass Roots,
Dave Gahan,
Unrelated Segments,
Audionom,
The United States of America,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Sixth Finger,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Glambeats Corp.,
Qualms,
The Names,
The Residents,
D'Angelo,
The Dave Clark Five,
48th St. Collective,
10cc,
Morten Harket,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Eric Dolphy, Eric Dolphy, Eric Dolphy, Eric Dolphy.
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.