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 Peru and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage 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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 linndrum 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 Susan Cadogan to the dance kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Dual Sessions. All the underground hits.
All Kevin Saunderson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Average White Band record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jandek record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Blake Baxter,
Gastr Del Sol,
Oneida,
Henry Cow,
The Electric Prunes,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Theoretical Girls,
Tres Demented,
Mission of Burma,
Minutemen,
Joe Finger,
Davy DMX,
Juan Atkins,
Sight & Sound,
The Doobie Brothers,
Procol Harum,
Mad Mike,
Warren Ellis,
Sonny Sharrock,
Loose Ends,
Dual Sessions,
The Count Five,
Ken Boothe,
The Gap Band,
Trumans Water,
Nico,
Reagan Youth,
Todd Terry,
Robert Hood,
the Sonics,
The Cure,
Public Enemy,
Kerri Chandler,
Amazonics,
Masters at Work,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Gong,
The Black Dice,
The Alarm Clocks,
Groovy Waters,
Flash Fearless,
Intrusion,
Boredoms,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Roxy Music,
The New Christs,
Man Eating Sloth,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Brass Construction,
Electric Prunes,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Connie Case,
Pharoah Sanders,
T. Rex,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Doors,
Sam Rivers,
Faust,
ABC,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Fat Boys,
Wally Richardson,
Basic Channel, Basic Channel, Basic Channel, Basic Channel.
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.