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 United States and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia 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 1963 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the snare 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 Sad Lovers and Giants to the disco 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 Darondo. All the underground hits.
All The Cosmic Jokers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every 10cc record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The New Christs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Shadows of Knight,
Anthony Braxton,
Heaven 17,
Section 25,
Average White Band,
The New Christs,
LL Cool J,
Clear Light,
Donny Hathaway,
The Offenders,
Rotary Connection,
Warsaw,
Isaac Hayes,
The Invisible,
Bronski Beat,
The Doors,
Scrapy,
Swell Maps,
The J.B.'s,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Lou Christie,
Scan 7,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Bizarre Inc.,
UT,
Talk Talk,
10cc,
Eric B and Rakim,
Urselle,
Thee Headcoats,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Aloha Tigers,
L. Decosne,
The Beau Brummels,
Tres Demented,
Mission of Burma,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Sound,
Lee Hazlewood,
A Certain Ratio,
EPMD,
Gang of Four,
OOIOO,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Amon Düül II,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Mars,
Johnny Osbourne,
Rosa Yemen,
Fatback Band,
Interpol,
Babytalk,
Fear,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Arab on Radar,
Joensuu 1685,
Liliput,
Eyeless In Gaza, Eyeless In Gaza, Eyeless In Gaza, Eyeless In Gaza.
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.