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 Togo and from Jakarta.
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 1965 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Lille.
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 1976 at the first Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 PIL to the disco kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Bill Wells. All the underground hits.
All Fluxion tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ralphi Rosario record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Man Parrish record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Yellowson,
Aaron Thompson,
Radiohead,
Jandek,
Delta 5,
Fugazi,
The Alarm Clocks,
Babytalk,
Roy Ayers,
Laurel Aitken,
Porter Ricks,
This Heat,
E-Dancer,
Morten Harket,
Scrapy,
Leonard Cohen,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Quadrant,
Ronan,
Silicon Teens,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Doobie Brothers,
Minnie Riperton,
Alphaville,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Tears for Fears,
Davy DMX,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Trojans,
Rakim,
Radio Birdman,
Grandmaster Flash,
Scott Walker,
One Last Wish,
kango's stein massive,
Derrick May,
H. Thieme,
Television,
Arcadia,
DJ Style,
Easy Going,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Crispian St. Peters,
Ultravox,
Icehouse,
K-Klass,
Pantaleimon,
Patti Smith,
Roxy Music,
The Dead C,
The Count Five,
Duran Duran,
the Germs,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Loose Ends,
Mark Hollis,
Hoover,
The Pop Group,
Adolescents, Adolescents, Adolescents, Adolescents.
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.