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 Luxembourg and from Edmonton.
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 1964 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 1976 at the first Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Duran Duran to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Aural Exciters. All the underground hits.
All Simply Red tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a harpsichord 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 linndrum and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Gap Band,
Radiohead,
Half Japanese,
Barbara Tucker,
The Cowsills,
Gang of Four,
Motorama,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Andrew Hill,
The Associates,
Index,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Lalann,
Deepchord,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Searchers,
Smog,
Goldenarms,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Soulsonic Force,
Bad Manners,
The Litter,
the Fania All-Stars,
Prince Buster,
Brass Construction,
Delon & Dalcan,
Nils Olav,
Angry Samoans,
Eric B and Rakim,
E-Dancer,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
B.T. Express,
Arab on Radar,
Babytalk,
Rosa Yemen,
Iggy Pop,
Fluxion,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Pretty Things,
Guru Guru,
Lou Reed,
Leonard Cohen,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Throbbing Gristle,
Tomorrow,
Supertramp,
Pet Shop Boys,
Grauzone,
Scientists,
Jeru the Damaja,
Bob Dylan,
Swans,
Silicon Teens,
Lindisfarne,
Accadde A,
Mantronix,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
La Düsseldorf,
Magma,
Main Source,
Hardrive,
Adolescents,
Kenny Larkin,
Thompson Twins, Thompson Twins, Thompson Twins, Thompson Twins.
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.