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 Senegal and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the mellotron 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 JFA to the punk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Mr. Review. All the underground hits.
All Connie Case tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fear 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Youth Brigade record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Iggy Pop,
Althea and Donna,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Peter & Gordon,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Nation of Ulysses,
Ronan,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Section 25,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Jandek,
The New Christs,
Ken Boothe,
Barrington Levy,
Pulsallama,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Suburban Knight,
These Immortal Souls,
Tears for Fears,
The Fuzztones,
Moebius,
Darondo,
The Cramps,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Bobby Womack,
Accadde A,
Funky Four + One,
The Martian,
Girls At Our Best!,
Gang Starr,
UT,
Nik Kershaw,
Kayak,
The Zeros,
Brothers Johnson,
The Star Department,
Eric Copeland,
Ohio Players,
James White and The Blacks,
Q65,
Black Sheep,
Josef K,
Panda Bear,
Procol Harum,
Essential Logic,
Lakeside,
Eve St. Jones,
Tommy Roe,
The Seeds,
Can,
the Slits,
Boz Scaggs,
The Cure,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Khruangbin,
Liliput,
The Gap Band,
Y Pants,
ABC, ABC, ABC, ABC.
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.