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 Sri Lanka and from Columbus.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Rhythm & Sound to the rock kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 the Germs. All the underground hits.
All Pylon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kool Moe Dee 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Cosmic Jokers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Groovy Waters,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
World's Most,
The Divine Comedy,
The Gories,
Stiv Bators,
Davy DMX,
the Germs,
Scott Walker,
Thompson Twins,
Electric Prunes,
Nik Kershaw,
Pole,
The Associates,
Bob Dylan,
Toni Rubio,
Scan 7,
Banda Bassotti,
Nico,
In Retrospect,
Schoolly D,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Man Parrish,
Amon Düül,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Nirvana,
Barry Ungar,
Grey Daturas,
Derrick May,
Reuben Wilson,
Carl Craig,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Marine Girls,
the Normal,
Howard Jones,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Cameo,
Cal Tjader,
Deakin,
Bush Tetras,
Wings,
Yellowson,
Scion,
Moebius,
Piero Umiliani,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Agent Orange,
The Dave Clark Five,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Pantytec,
Joy Division,
Angry Samoans,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
David McCallum,
The Remains,
Oneida,
The Black Dice,
Yusef Lateef,
Silicon Teens,
John Cale, John Cale, John Cale, John Cale.
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.