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 Fiji and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1964 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 Nile Rodgers 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 Howard Jones to the jazz kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Visage. All the underground hits.
All David McCallum tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jeff Mills 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Martian record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Godley & Creme,
Flash Fearless,
Duran Duran,
Con Funk Shun,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Lower 48,
Negative Approach,
Flipper,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Black Pus,
Stiv Bators,
Marc Almond,
Rufus Thomas,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Schoolly D,
Brick,
D'Angelo,
Wire,
The Doobie Brothers,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Pantaleimon,
Fluxion,
Faraquet,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
One Last Wish,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Standells,
Alice Coltrane,
Motorama,
Kenny Larkin,
Freddie Wadling,
Lalo Schifrin,
Icehouse,
UT,
The Pop Group,
Jacques Brel,
Brand Nubian,
JFA,
Don Cherry,
Joy Division,
Reuben Wilson,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Nation of Ulysses,
Carl Craig,
Livin' Joy,
Banda Bassotti,
Funky Four + One,
The Count Five,
Pet Shop Boys,
the Association,
Popol Vuh,
Idris Muhammad,
The Star Department,
Stereo Dub,
Leonard Cohen,
Kurtis Blow,
Cecil Taylor,
The Durutti Column,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Eli Mardock,
Circle Jerks,
Hardrive, Hardrive, Hardrive, Hardrive.
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.