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 Guinea-Bissau and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1965.
I was there at the first Beefheart show in Lancaster.
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 1967 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Five Americans to the disco kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Joe Finger. All the underground hits.
All Skriet tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dennis Brown record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Silicon Teens record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Cabaret Voltaire,
Alison Limerick,
Moss Icon,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Joensuu 1685,
Bobby Sherman,
Dual Sessions,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Neil Young,
Mantronix,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Mission of Burma,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Marine Girls,
Hashim,
Angry Samoans,
Jacques Brel,
The Residents,
Jesper Dahlback,
a-ha,
Jeru the Damaja,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Quando Quango,
Ornette Coleman,
Rosa Yemen,
John Lydon,
the Germs,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Eric Copeland,
Slave,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Suicide,
Outsiders,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Mo-Dettes,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Star Department,
Parry Music,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Black Bananas,
Inner City,
Carl Craig,
the Normal,
E-Dancer,
Blancmange,
Glenn Branca,
The Invisible,
Sun Ra,
Livin' Joy,
Radiopuhelimet,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Jeff Mills,
Section 25,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
the Slits,
Laurel Aitken,
Second Layer,
Ossler,
Byron Stingily,
Lou Reed & John Cale, Lou Reed & John Cale, Lou Reed & John Cale, Lou Reed & John Cale.
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.