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 Indonesia and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the güiro 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 Popol Vuh 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 Steve Hackett. All the underground hits.
All Technova tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lafayette Afro Rock Band record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Duran Duran record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eric Dolphy,
The Remains,
Television Personalities,
K-Klass,
Davy DMX,
MC5,
The Motions,
Deakin,
The Residents,
Black Bananas,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Gap Band,
the Sonics,
Patti Smith,
Warsaw,
The Buckinghams,
Technova,
Marshall Jefferson,
Michelle Simonal,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Banda Bassotti,
Tomorrow,
Quando Quango,
Camouflage,
Eric B and Rakim,
Simply Red,
Au Pairs,
Youth Brigade,
Franke,
Main Source,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Sun City Girls,
Lower 48,
Panda Bear,
Howard Jones,
Funkadelic,
LL Cool J,
Theoretical Girls,
Juan Atkins,
The Litter,
ABC,
Motorama,
Jandek,
Babytalk,
Circle Jerks,
Basic Channel,
The Walker Brothers,
Big Daddy Kane,
Iggy Pop,
Chris & Cosey,
Electric Prunes,
Mantronix,
Popol Vuh,
Crash Course in Science,
Stockholm Monsters,
Siglo XX,
the Swans,
Erasure,
Maleditus Sound,
Arab on Radar,
Ludus,
Aswad, Aswad, Aswad, Aswad.
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.