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 Morocco and from Manchester.
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 1968 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Portland.
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 Tom Verlaine 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 Monochrome Set to the punk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Fear. All the underground hits.
All Section 25 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Siouxsie and the Banshees record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Altered Images record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Marcia Griffiths,
Mantronix,
Minnie Riperton,
The Barracudas,
Aaron Thompson,
Lyres,
Khruangbin,
Eve St. Jones,
Sugar Minott,
a-ha,
Stetsasonic,
KRS-One,
Marvin Gaye,
Glambeats Corp.,
Duran Duran,
Cal Tjader,
Frankie Knuckles,
Cymande,
David McCallum,
Basic Channel,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Fela Kuti,
Flipper,
Sällskapet,
John Cale,
Alice Coltrane,
Roger Hodgson,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Peter and Kerry,
the Sonics,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Organ,
Crooked Eye,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Associates,
Whodini,
Piero Umiliani,
The Moody Blues,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Newcleus,
Adolescents,
Easy Going,
The American Breed,
Camouflage,
DNA,
Lightning Bolt,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Modern Lovers,
Ossler,
Von Mondo,
Deepchord,
Outsiders,
E-Dancer,
The Blackbyrds,
Ultra Naté,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
FM Einheit,
Judy Mowatt,
Niagra,
X-101, X-101, X-101, X-101.
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.