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 India and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the marimba 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 techno 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 Matthew Halsall. All the underground hits.
All Eli Mardock tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bauhaus record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 mellotron and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Eve St. Jones record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Peter & Gordon,
Bobby Womack,
The Seeds,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Bobby Sherman,
Glenn Branca,
Joyce Sims,
Jeff Lynne,
Suburban Knight,
Bauhaus,
Davy DMX,
Mission of Burma,
Lower 48,
Ralphi Rosario,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Cymande,
Big Daddy Kane,
Fluxion,
Blake Baxter,
Colin Newman,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Bill Near,
The Slackers,
Angry Samoans,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Jandek,
The Blues Magoos,
Curtis Mayfield,
Altered Images,
D'Angelo,
Zero Boys,
Barry Ungar,
Mandrill,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Traffic Nightmare,
A Certain Ratio,
The Residents,
Brick,
Marshall Jefferson,
John Lydon,
Mars,
Camouflage,
Kevin Saunderson,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Smoke,
The Leaves,
The Martian,
The Beau Brummels,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Steve Hackett,
Arcadia,
Aural Exciters,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Khruangbin,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Jeru the Damaja,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Yazoo,
Barbara Tucker,
Brand Nubian,
Schoolly D,
June of 44, June of 44, June of 44, June of 44.
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.