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 Austria and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 808 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 Pantytec to the dance kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Circle Jerks. All the underground hits.
All the Normal tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Albert Ayler record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Amon Düül II record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Victims,
Rapeman,
Marc Almond,
Fluxion,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Todd Terry,
Kerrie Biddell,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Loose Ends,
The Birthday Party,
The Modern Lovers,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Harpers Bizarre,
The Angels of Light,
Letta Mbulu,
Peter & Gordon,
Circle Jerks,
Sixth Finger,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Cure,
Yellowson,
Dennis Brown,
Simply Red,
Funky Four + One,
The Gun Club,
Tubeway Army,
Marvin Gaye,
Erasure,
Roxy Music,
Slave,
Model 500,
The Kinks,
Jeff Lynne,
Sun City Girls,
Excepter,
Terry Callier,
Sunsets and Hearts,
K-Klass,
John Cale,
Y Pants,
Gabor Szabo,
Qualms,
Cymande,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Subhumans,
Terrestrial Tones,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
X-102,
Hot Snakes,
The Busters,
Cabaret Voltaire,
These Immortal Souls,
Davy DMX,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Index,
Franke,
Quando Quango, Quando Quango, Quando Quango, Quando Quango.
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.