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 Spain and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1962 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 1965 at the first Beefheart practice in a loft in Lancaster.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 The Happenings to the rap kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Angels of Light. All the underground hits.
All Rotary Connection tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Model 500 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Groovy Waters record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Soft Cell,
Thompson Twins,
OOIOO,
Chris & Cosey,
Vladislav Delay,
Scott Walker,
The Litter,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Jesper Dahlback,
Scratch Acid,
The Skatalites,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Average White Band,
The Fortunes,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Slits,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Blossom Toes,
Gerry Rafferty,
Todd Rundgren,
Alison Limerick,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Neil Young,
UT,
the Swans,
Black Pus,
Siglo XX,
Los Fastidios,
the Fania All-Stars,
Erykah Badu,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Index,
Funkadelic,
Toni Rubio,
Soft Machine,
Barclay James Harvest,
James White and The Blacks,
Cameo,
Hoover,
Absolute Body Control,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Gil Scott Heron,
Magma,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Count Five,
Heaven 17,
MDC,
Anthony Braxton,
DJ Style,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Sandy B,
Ten City,
Prince Buster,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Gang of Four,
Cymande,
Eddi Front,
the Human League,
The Move,
the Germs, the Germs, the Germs, the Germs.
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.