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 Cyprus and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1962 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 cv313 to the rock kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Chrome. All the underground hits.
All London Community Gospel Choir tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Tomorrow record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Public Image Ltd. record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Zeros,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Vladislav Delay,
Ice-T,
Yazoo,
The Knickerbockers,
Minor Threat,
Con Funk Shun,
FM Einheit,
The Barracudas,
Lalann,
X-Ray Spex,
Bill Wells,
Agitation Free,
CMW,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Desert Stars,
Siglo XX,
Isaac Hayes,
Pierre Henry,
The Motions,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Crooked Eye,
Anthony Braxton,
Peter & Gordon,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Alton Ellis,
The Velvet Underground,
Rotary Connection,
It's A Beautiful Day,
New Order,
Fear,
The Martian,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Modern Lovers,
Matthew Bourne,
Eric Copeland,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Ronnie Foster,
Monolake,
The Move,
The Real Kids,
The Neon Judgement,
The Dirtbombs,
Judy Mowatt,
Ossler,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Delon & Dalcan,
L. Decosne,
Wings,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Offenders,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
MDC,
Brick,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Davy DMX,
The Monks,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Wally Richardson,
Boogie Down Productions, Boogie Down Productions, Boogie Down Productions, Boogie Down Productions.
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.