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 Chile and from Jakarta.
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 1969 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 1983 at the first Art of Noise practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Dave Gahan to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Ultramagnetic MC's. All the underground hits.
All Junior Murvin tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ultramagnetic MC's record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lalann record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
X-Ray Spex,
Amon Düül,
Avey Tare,
The Cosmic Jokers,
CMW,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Residents,
Simply Red,
Section 25,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Count Five,
Black Pus,
The Misunderstood,
The Monochrome Set,
Charles Mingus,
Echospace,
Soft Machine,
Alphaville,
Buzzcocks,
Letta Mbulu,
Radiohead,
Mad Mike,
Saccharine Trust,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Toni Rubio,
The Last Poets,
Godley & Creme,
Moebius,
The Gap Band,
DNA,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Offenders,
Reuben Wilson,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Henry Cow,
Peter & Gordon,
The Move,
The Star Department,
Absolute Body Control,
Yaz,
Terrestrial Tones,
Dead Boys,
Severed Heads,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Groovy Waters,
UT,
Bang On A Can,
The Zeros,
Model 500,
F. McDonald,
Gabor Szabo,
MC5,
The Techniques,
R.M.O.,
Skaos,
Urselle,
kango's stein massive,
The Divine Comedy,
Davy DMX,
The Smoke,
the Normal,
The Jesus and Mary Chain, The Jesus and Mary Chain, The Jesus and Mary Chain, The Jesus and Mary Chain.
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.