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 Comoros and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Glasgow.
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 1965 at the first Beefheart practice in a loft in Lancaster.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 Heavy D & The Boyz to the punk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Maleditus Sound. All the underground hits.
All Notorious Big And Bone Thugs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dead Boys record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a ABC record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Accadde A,
the Human League,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The Human League,
Sun Ra,
Peter and Kerry,
Ice-T,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Erasure,
Depeche Mode,
Gastr Del Sol,
Delta 5,
A Certain Ratio,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Man Eating Sloth,
Pierre Henry,
Warren Ellis,
Massinfluence,
The Fugs,
Radiohead,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Tubeway Army,
Ultimate Spinach,
Dorothy Ashby,
Sparks,
Basic Channel,
Archie Shepp,
Eric Dolphy,
Roy Ayers,
The Remains,
Joy Division,
Jacob Miller,
Neu!,
La Düsseldorf,
The Martian,
Lucky Dragons,
This Heat,
Unrelated Segments,
Dennis Brown,
Zapp,
Soul II Soul,
Marmalade,
Lindisfarne,
Amazonics,
the Association,
Thee Headcoats,
Leonard Cohen,
Alton Ellis,
Alice Coltrane,
X-Ray Spex,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
David Bowie,
Groovy Waters,
Siglo XX,
Jacques Brel,
The Stooges,
Saccharine Trust,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Al Stewart,
Eve St. Jones,
Bill Near,
The Music Machine,
Popol Vuh, Popol Vuh, Popol Vuh, Popol Vuh.
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.