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 Belize and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage 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 1961 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 clarinet 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 DJ Sneak to the rap kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Dawn Penn. All the underground hits.
All Sun Ra tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jawbox record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Dave Clark Five record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bill Near,
Carl Craig,
Todd Terry,
The Saints,
Lightning Bolt,
Minor Threat,
The Wake,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Franke,
Nation of Ulysses,
Scott Walker,
Cluster,
Dorothy Ashby,
Eden Ahbez,
Circle Jerks,
Yellowson,
World's Most,
Alice Coltrane,
Depeche Mode,
Deadbeat,
Kaleidoscope,
Sugar Minott,
The Busters,
Zapp,
Peter and Kerry,
Charles Mingus,
Derrick Morgan,
Supertramp,
The Monochrome Set,
The Doobie Brothers,
Michelle Simonal,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Kenny Larkin,
Hoover,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Tubeway Army,
Lakeside,
Mad Mike,
Sällskapet,
Babytalk,
Rakim,
Barclay James Harvest,
the Bar-Kays,
Desert Stars,
Dark Day,
Yusef Lateef,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Yazoo,
The Black Dice,
Jeff Lynne,
OOIOO,
Skarface,
The Skatalites,
Susan Cadogan,
Sister Nancy,
Liliput,
Judy Mowatt,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
David McCallum,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Darondo,
Lee Hazlewood, Lee Hazlewood, Lee Hazlewood, Lee Hazlewood.
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.