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 Solomon Islands and from Glasgow.
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 1962 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 snare 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 Main Source to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Echospace. All the underground hits.
All Notorious Big And Bone Thugs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every OOIOO 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 mellotron and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Fugs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bobby Sherman,
Mantronix,
Peter & Gordon,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Loose Ends,
The Remains,
Dave Gahan,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Cymande,
Masters at Work,
Goldenarms,
OOIOO,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Modern Lovers,
The American Breed,
Delta 5,
Scott Walker,
The Dave Clark Five,
the Slits,
The Pop Group,
The Doors,
Lungfish,
Marvin Gaye,
Accadde A,
Dennis Brown,
Rapeman,
David Axelrod,
Section 25,
Severed Heads,
Jawbox,
Mr. Review,
Eric B and Rakim,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Lucky Dragons,
Skriet,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Half Japanese,
Fela Kuti,
Fugazi,
Royal Trux,
DJ Style,
Kas Product,
Khruangbin,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Eric Dolphy,
Nation of Ulysses,
Bobby Womack,
Eurythmics,
Ronan,
David Bowie,
Nico,
Matthew Bourne,
E-Dancer,
Crispy Ambulance,
The Mummies,
Blake Baxter,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Alphaville,
The Smiths,
D'Angelo,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Blues Magoos,
Ludus,
Sight & Sound, Sight & Sound, Sight & Sound, Sight & Sound.
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.