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 Samoa and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1960 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
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 Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band 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 Thinking Fellers Union Local 282. All the underground hits.
All Throbbing Gristle tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 mellotron and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Make Up record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Durutti Column,
ABC,
Groovy Waters,
the Human League,
Piero Umiliani,
Gang of Four,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Warren Ellis,
Arcadia,
Slick Rick,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Susan Cadogan,
Marmalade,
Eden Ahbez,
The Last Poets,
Rites of Spring,
The Toasters,
Fluxion,
The Gun Club,
Spoonie Gee,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Pretty Things,
Man Eating Sloth,
Isaac Hayes,
The Stooges,
Nico,
Fela Kuti,
LL Cool J,
Andrew Hill,
The Leaves,
Fad Gadget,
Das Ding,
Roger Hodgson,
Sexual Harrassment,
Dark Day,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Connie Case,
Pharoah Sanders,
Soulsonic Force,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Hasil Adkins,
The Offenders,
Brothers Johnson,
Joe Smooth,
Mark Hollis,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Davy DMX,
Bronski Beat,
Stereo Dub,
The Angels of Light,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Cameo,
Chrome,
Max Romeo,
Accadde A,
The Kinks,
Shoche,
Alison Limerick,
ABBA,
Soul Sonic Force,
Pet Shop Boys,
Slave, Slave, Slave, Slave.
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.