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 Iraq and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1965.
I was there at the first Beefheart show in Lancaster.
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 1961 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Bluetip to the rock kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Organ. All the underground hits.
All Cabaret Voltaire tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mantronix record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Mark Hollis record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scan 7,
Zero Boys,
Grey Daturas,
Sight & Sound,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Warsaw,
The Pretty Things,
Junior Murvin,
Monolake,
Grandmaster Flash,
Sexual Harrassment,
Leonard Cohen,
Iggy Pop,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Monochrome Set,
Roxette,
Rosa Yemen,
The Gladiators,
Rotary Connection,
Girls At Our Best!,
Barbara Tucker,
Dawn Penn,
Inner City,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Yusef Lateef,
Minutemen,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Malaria!,
the Human League,
John Lydon,
Infiniti,
Fad Gadget,
Barry Ungar,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Amazonics,
David Bowie,
China Crisis,
Model 500,
Q and Not U,
Whodini,
Lucky Dragons,
Neu!,
Alison Limerick,
Derrick May,
Radiohead,
Delta 5,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Durutti Column,
Marshall Jefferson,
OOIOO,
Roger Hodgson,
Wings,
Lebanon Hanover,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Deadbeat,
Pussy Galore,
Gregory Isaacs,
Throbbing Gristle,
X-101,
D'Angelo,
The Slackers, The Slackers, The Slackers, The Slackers.
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.