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 Japan and from London.
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 1960 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the 808 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 Aloha Tigers to the rap 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 Dave Gahan. All the underground hits.
All Rhythim Is Rhythim tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Howard Jones record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 harpsichord and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Al Stewart record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nico,
Grauzone,
Ludus,
Average White Band,
Rhythm & Sound,
Warren Ellis,
Unrelated Segments,
Young Marble Giants,
Reagan Youth,
The Count Five,
Fad Gadget,
Althea and Donna,
Essential Logic,
The Stooges,
F. McDonald,
Joe Finger,
Lakeside,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Tropical Tobacco,
Barry Ungar,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Soul II Soul,
Lower 48,
Sex Pistols,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Amazonics,
Clear Light,
Model 500,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Alarm Clocks,
Erasure,
Yazoo,
Underground Resistance,
New Order,
Outsiders,
Sun Ra,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Loose Ends,
Eddi Front,
The Doors,
Silicon Teens,
Cheater Slicks,
Iggy Pop,
Dark Day,
Q and Not U,
Shoche,
Sexual Harrassment,
The Electric Prunes,
Nick Fraelich,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Names,
Kayak,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Magma,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Intrusion,
Marmalade,
Dual Sessions,
Y Pants,
Moebius,
Thompson Twins,
Aloha Tigers, Aloha Tigers, Aloha Tigers, Aloha Tigers.
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.