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 Slovenia and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 The Young Rascals to the jazz 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 Eli Mardock. All the underground hits.
All Public Image Ltd. tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Warren Ellis record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Los Fastidios record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nik Kershaw,
The Slackers,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Crispy Ambulance,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Pole,
The Black Dice,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Cybotron,
JFA,
Joe Smooth,
Johnny Clarke,
Lucky Dragons,
Mars,
Q and Not U,
Eli Mardock,
Eurythmics,
Gabor Szabo,
Agent Orange,
John Cale,
Arthur Verocai,
Lindisfarne,
Circle Jerks,
New Order,
Kevin Saunderson,
Kool Moe Dee,
Pantytec,
Lakeside,
Minny Pops,
Excepter,
the Association,
Skarface,
Bob Dylan,
Intrusion,
Grauzone,
Aural Exciters,
The Barracudas,
Kerri Chandler,
Davy DMX,
Wings,
Maurizio,
Sällskapet,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Visage,
Interpol,
Tommy Roe,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Gerry Rafferty,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Fad Gadget,
Eddi Front,
Eve St. Jones,
Mad Mike,
The New Christs,
The Stooges,
Little Man,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Organ,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Porter Ricks,
The Names,
Rufus Thomas,
Gichy Dan, Gichy Dan, Gichy Dan, Gichy Dan.
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.