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 Lithuania and from Glasgow.
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 1961 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 1983 at the first Art of Noise practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Talk Talk to the dance kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Lonnie Liston Smith. All the underground hits.
All Soulsonic Force tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Soft Cell record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fela Kuti record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Swans,
Joe Smooth,
Connie Case,
Moebius,
Technova,
Sound Behaviour,
Peter and Kerry,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Iggy Pop,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Reagan Youth,
Delta 5,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
T. Rex,
Albert Ayler,
Visage,
The Martian,
Soul II Soul,
Liliput,
The Fire Engines,
Kayak,
Mo-Dettes,
Barbara Tucker,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Clear Light,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
June Days,
Traffic Nightmare,
D'Angelo,
The Knickerbockers,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Youth Brigade,
Howard Jones,
The Durutti Column,
Black Sheep,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Symarip,
Massinfluence,
The Slackers,
Robert Wyatt,
Niagra,
Brothers Johnson,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
PIL,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Gerry Rafferty,
In Retrospect,
Ronnie Foster,
Flipper,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Model 500,
Bill Near,
Cal Tjader,
Eddi Front,
The Fugs,
The Neon Judgement,
David McCallum,
Stereo Dub,
a-ha,
Sparks,
the Association,
The Jesus and Mary Chain, The Jesus and Mary Chain, The Jesus and Mary Chain, The Jesus and Mary Chain.
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.