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 St Lucia and from Delhi.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Black Bananas to the dance 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 Pagans. All the underground hits.
All Michelle Simonal tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Delon & Dalcan record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Toasters record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Trumans Water,
the Germs,
Scion,
Quantec,
Alice Coltrane,
Audionom,
Pulsallama,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Harpers Bizarre,
Can,
Gabor Szabo,
Wings,
Groovy Waters,
Siglo XX,
Skarface,
Wire,
Magma,
Depeche Mode,
Echospace,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
F. McDonald,
The Gap Band,
Gang Starr,
Stereo Dub,
La Düsseldorf,
Monolake,
Alton Ellis,
The Slackers,
The Birthday Party,
Nik Kershaw,
X-101,
Jerry's Kids,
Surgeon,
Stiv Bators,
The Misunderstood,
Aaron Thompson,
Idris Muhammad,
Ituana,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Danielle Patucci,
Smog,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Nico,
U.S. Maple,
Don Cherry,
The Dead C,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Kevin Saunderson,
Mission of Burma,
Technova,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Divine Comedy,
Man Parrish,
X-102,
The Barracudas,
Tears for Fears,
ABBA,
Schoolly D,
The Music Machine,
Jerry Gold Smith,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Dual Sessions, Dual Sessions, Dual Sessions, Dual Sessions.
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.