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 Mali and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1967 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 spring reverb 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 Magazine to the punk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 The Gories. All the underground hits.
All The Trojans tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lalo Schifrin 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Techniques record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Yazoo,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Kayak,
Quantec,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Average White Band,
The Barracudas,
Sixth Finger,
Youth Brigade,
Model 500,
This Heat,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Nico,
Schoolly D,
Moby Grape,
The American Breed,
China Crisis,
Echospace,
Excepter,
Nik Kershaw,
Magma,
Eric Copeland,
Barbara Tucker,
Rod Modell,
Piero Umiliani,
Derrick May,
Tears for Fears,
CMW,
Amazonics,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Henry Cow,
Oneida,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Radiopuhelimet,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Vladislav Delay,
The Skatalites,
Brick,
Janne Schatter,
Lalo Schifrin,
John Coltrane,
Sun Ra,
10cc,
Todd Rundgren,
X-101,
Pere Ubu,
Deepchord,
Au Pairs,
Drive Like Jehu,
Siglo XX,
Lalann,
Panda Bear,
Bizarre Inc.,
Surgeon,
Amon Düül,
Joe Finger,
the Association,
Agitation Free,
Yaz,
The Invisible, The Invisible, The Invisible, The Invisible.
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.