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 Estonia and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South 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 1963 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 1965 at the first Beefheart practice in a loft in Lancaster.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Sugar Minott to the techno 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 Little Man. All the underground hits.
All Beasts of Bourbon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eurythmics record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Magma record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
LL Cool J,
David McCallum,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Cymande,
Eric B and Rakim,
Ituana,
Michelle Simonal,
Iggy Pop,
Roger Hodgson,
Scott Walker,
Eurythmics,
Sister Nancy,
Gil Scott Heron,
Tears for Fears,
Nation of Ulysses,
Nico,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Invisible,
Average White Band,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Leonard Cohen,
Q and Not U,
Eddi Front,
Duran Duran,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Moleskins,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Pere Ubu,
Brass Construction,
Monks,
kango's stein massive,
Gerry Rafferty,
The American Breed,
Qualms,
Rakim,
Underground Resistance,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Moebius,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Maleditus Sound,
The Star Department,
The Red Krayola,
Fluxion,
Depeche Mode,
The Blues Magoos,
Ultravox,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Matthew Halsall,
Scan 7,
Section 25,
The Five Americans,
Throbbing Gristle,
Marc Almond,
The Grass Roots,
In Retrospect,
Mission of Burma,
cv313,
Neu!,
The Gap Band, The Gap Band, The Gap Band, The Gap Band.
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.