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 Guinea and from Columbus.
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 1965 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Jakarta.
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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Deadbeat to the funk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Talk Talk. All the underground hits.
All The Real Kids tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Flipper record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Donny Hathaway record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Chris & Cosey,
Tropical Tobacco,
Morten Harket,
Y Pants,
Amon Düül II,
the Sonics,
The Fugs,
Soul II Soul,
Soft Cell,
Ronan,
Gregory Isaacs,
Grandmaster Flash,
Joe Smooth,
Joensuu 1685,
Alphaville,
Bill Wells,
Harry Pussy,
Electric Prunes,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Bauhaus,
cv313,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Scion,
Minor Threat,
the Fania All-Stars,
AZ,
The New Christs,
Cybotron,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Marvin Gaye,
Nick Fraelich,
Girls At Our Best!,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Rekid,
Mars,
Don Cherry,
DNA,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Smiths,
The Monochrome Set,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Mr. Review,
Flash Fearless,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Bronski Beat,
The Gap Band,
Eve St. Jones,
Fear,
Matthew Bourne,
The Birthday Party,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Malaria!,
Arcadia,
The Grass Roots,
Harmonia,
The Beau Brummels,
ABC,
Deadbeat,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Soulsonic Force,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Maleditus Sound,
Stiv Bators,
The Divine Comedy, The Divine Comedy, The Divine Comedy, The Divine Comedy.
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.