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 Burkina and from New York.
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 1963 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 güiro 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 Graham Central Station to the jazz 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 The Move. All the underground hits.
All Sad Lovers and Giants tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Human League record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Symarip,
Clear Light,
cv313,
Aloha Tigers,
Rhythm & Sound,
Sly & The Family Stone,
ABC,
The Evens,
Public Enemy,
Donny Hathaway,
Throbbing Gristle,
Public Image Ltd.,
Soulsonic Force,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Bronski Beat,
Lucky Dragons,
the Slits,
Michelle Simonal,
Silicon Teens,
New Order,
Faraquet,
Underground Resistance,
Lou Reed,
Sam Rivers,
The Golliwogs,
The Zeros,
Cluster,
Donald Byrd,
Bush Tetras,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
H. Thieme,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Happenings,
K-Klass,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Misunderstood,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Metal Thangz,
Pylon,
Bobby Byrd,
Severed Heads,
Joensuu 1685,
New York Dolls,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Young Rascals,
Pole,
Anakelly,
Vainqueur,
Make Up,
Mars,
Swell Maps,
Deadbeat,
Supertramp,
Joe Finger,
Lungfish,
Joy Division,
Alice Coltrane,
Soft Cell, Soft Cell, Soft Cell, Soft Cell.
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.