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 Bolivia and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in 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 1964 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Stockholm.
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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the oboe 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 Excepter to the dance kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 The Names. All the underground hits.
All The Skatalites tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cecil Taylor record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 an organ and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jesper Dahlback record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin 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?
Isaac Hayes,
Index,
Zapp,
OOIOO,
Guru Guru,
Tommy Roe,
John Lydon,
The Young Rascals,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Ken Boothe,
Kerri Chandler,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Sexual Harrassment,
The Victims,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
James White and The Blacks,
Sarah Menescal,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Unwound,
The Associates,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Tropical Tobacco,
Smog,
The Fuzztones,
Brothers Johnson,
Jandek,
Brass Construction,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Lyres,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Ten City,
Franke,
Ash Ra Tempel,
KRS-One,
Stetsasonic,
Alison Limerick,
ABBA,
Panda Bear,
Kayak,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Fortunes,
Theoretical Girls,
Metal Thangz,
Wally Richardson,
Tim Buckley,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Slave,
Ohio Players,
Harmonia,
Wasted Youth,
Intrusion,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Japan,
Peter and Kerry,
Glenn Branca,
Bizarre Inc.,
Max Romeo,
X-101,
The Flesh Eaters,
Porter Ricks, Porter Ricks, Porter Ricks, Porter Ricks.
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.