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 Peru and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 1965 at the first Beefheart practice in a loft in Lancaster.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 The Black Dice to the rap kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Black Bananas. All the underground hits.
All Visage tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Unrelated Segments record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 clarinet and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Human League record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Association,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Nik Kershaw,
The Tremeloes,
Barclay James Harvest,
OOIOO,
Josef K,
The Fortunes,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Morten Harket,
a-ha,
Interpol,
Loose Ends,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Sugar Minott,
The Durutti Column,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Happenings,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Icehouse,
Model 500,
Soulsonic Force,
Mark Hollis,
Skriet,
The Smiths,
Marmalade,
Sparks,
Siglo XX,
Tommy Roe,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Vogues,
Faraquet,
Index,
Lalann,
The Walker Brothers,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Eve St. Jones,
Pere Ubu,
Scion,
Accadde A,
New Order,
Harpers Bizarre,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Lou Christie,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Mandrill,
Sonny Sharrock,
Slave,
Matthew Bourne,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
John Foxx,
China Crisis,
Symarip,
Moss Icon,
Theoretical Girls,
MDC,
the Soft Cell,
Todd Rundgren,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Hardrive, Hardrive, Hardrive, Hardrive.
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.