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 Gabon and from Lyon.
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 1962 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 1976 at the first Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Tubeway Army to the punk 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 Gang Gang Dance. All the underground hits.
All The Zeros tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every OOIOO record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Easy Going record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Country Teasers,
Little Man,
Soul II Soul,
Kerri Chandler,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Modern Lovers,
Dawn Penn,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Flipper,
Scott Walker,
Delon & Dalcan,
Easy Going,
Flash Fearless,
Pole,
The Shadows of Knight,
Scion,
Eurythmics,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Soulsonic Force,
Subhumans,
Con Funk Shun,
Fela Kuti,
Jeff Lynne,
Young Marble Giants,
Albert Ayler,
Rapeman,
These Immortal Souls,
Dual Sessions,
Zero Boys,
Buzzcocks,
The Litter,
Kool Moe Dee,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Moby Grape,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Radio Birdman,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Urselle,
Pulsallama,
The Fuzztones,
Mr. Review,
The Slackers,
Babytalk,
Organ,
48th St. Collective,
Interpol,
Reagan Youth,
Pierre Henry,
The Monochrome Set,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Faraquet,
Traffic Nightmare,
Pantytec,
Godley & Creme,
Blossom Toes,
The Associates,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Sugar Minott,
Moebius,
David McCallum,
The Cowsills,
Ultramagnetic MC's, Ultramagnetic MC's, Ultramagnetic MC's, Ultramagnetic MC's.
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.