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 Bulgaria and from Portland.
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 1968 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Toasters to the jazz 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 Jeff Lynne. All the underground hits.
All Dave Gahan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ash Ra Tempel 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Stetsasonic record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Guru Guru,
Rhythm & Sound,
ABC,
The Vogues,
Erykah Badu,
the Germs,
Porter Ricks,
Todd Terry,
Derrick May,
Kenny Larkin,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Max Romeo,
Wolf Eyes,
The Velvet Underground,
the Normal,
ABBA,
Girls At Our Best!,
These Immortal Souls,
H. Thieme,
Pharoah Sanders,
Pet Shop Boys,
Procol Harum,
Soul Sonic Force,
John Cale,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Boogie Down Productions,
Howard Jones,
Dead Boys,
Hardrive,
Symarip,
Chris Corsano,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The J.B.'s,
Don Cherry,
Barry Ungar,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Trojans,
Sister Nancy,
Man Parrish,
Liliput,
Gregory Isaacs,
Barclay James Harvest,
Skarface,
Zapp,
Grauzone,
X-102,
Stetsasonic,
EPMD,
Popol Vuh,
The Star Department,
Bill Near,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Jandek,
Quando Quango,
New York Dolls,
Quadrant,
The Mummies,
Matthew Halsall,
Bobby Byrd, Bobby Byrd, Bobby Byrd, Bobby Byrd.
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.