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 Zambia and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Jakarta.
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 arpeggiator 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 Second Layer to the crunk 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 Neu!. All the underground hits.
All The Sonics tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pierre Henry record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Patti Smith record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Danielle Patucci,
The Sound,
Byron Stingily,
Silicon Teens,
Television Personalities,
Piero Umiliani,
Neil Young,
Joyce Sims,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Blues Magoos,
MDC,
Warsaw,
Quantec,
Hashim,
Tears for Fears,
Mars,
X-102,
Bad Manners,
Robert Wyatt,
Saccharine Trust,
Public Image Ltd.,
Minutemen,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Bizarre Inc.,
Eric Copeland,
Jacques Brel,
Lower 48,
Ituana,
the Normal,
Ice-T,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Severed Heads,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Wally Richardson,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Scrapy,
Fela Kuti,
Gil Scott Heron,
The Star Department,
Supertramp,
Brothers Johnson,
Henry Cow,
The Gladiators,
The Toasters,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Godley & Creme,
Alton Ellis,
The Motions,
Boogie Down Productions,
Bush Tetras,
The Victims,
Neu!,
Roxette,
Youth Brigade,
the Slits,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Sun City Girls,
The Busters,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Residents, The Residents, The Residents, The Residents.
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.