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 San Marino and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise 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 1966 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 These Immortal Souls to the electroclash 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 Sonic Youth. All the underground hits.
All Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eric B and Rakim 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cecil Taylor record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Symarip,
The Modern Lovers,
Maleditus Sound,
Accadde A,
Pere Ubu,
Technova,
Rhythm & Sound,
Byron Stingily,
Sandy B,
Joe Smooth,
The Fire Engines,
Flash Fearless,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Robert Wyatt,
X-102,
The Victims,
Neil Young,
Matthew Halsall,
Adolescents,
The Raincoats,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Five Americans,
Toni Rubio,
Television,
Blake Baxter,
Gerry Rafferty,
Lightning Bolt,
Lungfish,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
a-ha,
Fear,
Qualms,
The Cramps,
the Human League,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Visage,
Eden Ahbez,
The Fortunes,
X-Ray Spex,
Nik Kershaw,
Motorama,
Iggy Pop,
Mantronix,
Darondo,
Marshall Jefferson,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Wire,
Suicide,
Hardrive,
The Leaves,
Drive Like Jehu,
Alphaville,
Pet Shop Boys,
D'Angelo,
Fad Gadget,
Index,
Skaos,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Dorothy Ashby, Dorothy Ashby, Dorothy Ashby, Dorothy Ashby.
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.