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 Venezuela and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 arpeggiator 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 Zapp to the grunge 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 Josef K. All the underground hits.
All Blossom Toes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Davy DMX record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 guitar and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Symarip,
Alice Coltrane,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Cybotron,
MC5,
Tomorrow,
Basic Channel,
Blake Baxter,
Black Sheep,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Urselle,
Sixth Finger,
Con Funk Shun,
Motorama,
T.S.O.L.,
Tom Boy,
Au Pairs,
Moss Icon,
Siglo XX,
Nick Fraelich,
AZ,
Brand Nubian,
Grey Daturas,
Trumans Water,
Warsaw,
Carl Craig,
Bootsy Collins,
Vladislav Delay,
David Bowie,
The Red Krayola,
The Birthday Party,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Dead Boys,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Radio Birdman,
The Dead C,
Theoretical Girls,
The Misunderstood,
Sonic Youth,
The J.B.'s,
Drive Like Jehu,
Gong,
Lakeside,
The Blackbyrds,
Scan 7,
Flash Fearless,
B.T. Express,
Toni Rubio,
Glambeats Corp.,
Terrestrial Tones,
F. McDonald,
Pylon,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Bobby Sherman,
Can,
Arab on Radar,
Pantytec,
Jesper Dahlback,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
China Crisis,
Todd Rundgren,
The Mojo Men, The Mojo Men, The Mojo Men, The Mojo Men.
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.