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 Kazakhstan and from Stockholm.
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 1966 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Reagan Youth to the punk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Erasure. All the underground hits.
All The Monochrome Set tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Moss Icon record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Buckinghams 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?
Scrapy,
Outsiders,
The Durutti Column,
Letta Mbulu,
Eve St. Jones,
Funkadelic,
Gang Gang Dance,
Los Fastidios,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Minor Threat,
EPMD,
Jeff Mills,
Eddi Front,
Alphaville,
Animal Collective,
The Trojans,
10cc,
John Foxx,
Godley & Creme,
Pantytec,
Au Pairs,
Bad Manners,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Anakelly,
Grandmaster Flash,
New Age Steppers,
The Skatalites,
The Busters,
Slick Rick,
This Heat,
The Gories,
Underground Resistance,
Subhumans,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Danielle Patucci,
Youth Brigade,
Brick,
Marc Almond,
cv313,
Lightning Bolt,
Jesper Dahlback,
Sugar Minott,
The Last Poets,
Vladislav Delay,
Bill Near,
Colin Newman,
Clear Light,
Nick Fraelich,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Monks,
Alison Limerick,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Lou Christie,
Depeche Mode,
Camouflage,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Mummies, The Mummies, The Mummies, The Mummies.
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.