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 Guatemala and from Houston.
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 1969 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Marine Girls to the grime kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Black Dice. All the underground hits.
All Rapeman tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Hashim 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Skaos record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
These Immortal Souls,
Television Personalities,
Yaz,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Ohio Players,
The Wake,
Skaos,
Idris Muhammad,
Robert Wyatt,
The Cosmic Jokers,
The Star Department,
Talk Talk,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Nik Kershaw,
Fluxion,
Eddi Front,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
One Last Wish,
Arcadia,
Pharoah Sanders,
B.T. Express,
Negative Approach,
Scratch Acid,
Zero Boys,
Trumans Water,
The New Christs,
Hot Snakes,
Bootsy Collins,
The Knickerbockers,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Silicon Teens,
Aloha Tigers,
Nils Olav,
Spandau Ballet,
Hashim,
Circle Jerks,
Metal Thangz,
Yellowson,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Busters,
Y Pants,
China Crisis,
Reuben Wilson,
kango's stein massive,
Agitation Free,
Nas,
Depeche Mode,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Alison Limerick,
the Swans,
Peter and Kerry,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
X-101,
D'Angelo,
The Names,
Main Source,
Bad Manners,
Bobby Byrd,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch.
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.