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 Albania and from Stockholm.
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 1963 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 1975 at the first Throbbing Gristle practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Man Parrish to the rock kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Depeche Mode. All the underground hits.
All Amon Düül tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Minny Pops 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Harpers Bizarre record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Massinfluence,
Boogie Down Productions,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Divine Comedy,
Zapp,
Vainqueur,
Rakim,
The Doobie Brothers,
Gong,
ABC,
The Busters,
Peter and Kerry,
Suburban Knight,
Gil Scott Heron,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Bobby Byrd,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Soft Cell,
Goldenarms,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Young Rascals,
Anthony Braxton,
Scion,
Supertramp,
Kerrie Biddell,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Modern Lovers,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Derrick Morgan,
the Soft Cell,
Average White Band,
Warsaw,
New Age Steppers,
The Stooges,
Bronski Beat,
Delon & Dalcan,
Lightning Bolt,
Bootsy Collins,
Intrusion,
Thompson Twins,
Echospace,
Lou Christie,
The Moody Blues,
Ituana,
Freddie Wadling,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Cowsills,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Shuggie Otis,
Pussy Galore,
The Leaves,
Mo-Dettes,
Hot Snakes,
Faraquet,
Mantronix,
Scott Walker,
Ossler,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Gichy Dan,
The Kinks,
Blancmange,
Lower 48,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo, Kool G Rap & DJ Polo, Kool G Rap & DJ Polo, Kool G Rap & DJ Polo.
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.