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 Tanzania and from Paris.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
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 Maurizio to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Walker Brothers. All the underground hits.
All Jandek tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every June of 44 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Doors 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?
The Vogues,
Crooked Eye,
Gang of Four,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Ronan,
Babytalk,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Detroit Cobras,
Country Teasers,
Pet Shop Boys,
Massinfluence,
Tears for Fears,
Fad Gadget,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Sällskapet,
Alison Limerick,
Lyres,
The Index,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Chris & Cosey,
The Moleskins,
Carl Craig,
Lungfish,
Joey Negro,
The Music Machine,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Ronnie Foster,
Flash Fearless,
Make Up,
Brothers Johnson,
Kenny Larkin,
Animal Collective,
the Soft Cell,
Tommy Roe,
Motorama,
Davy DMX,
Donny Hathaway,
Soft Cell,
Robert Wyatt,
James White and The Blacks,
Q and Not U,
The Leaves,
The Monochrome Set,
The Doors,
DNA,
Kerri Chandler,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Stereo Dub,
Model 500,
Ralphi Rosario,
Niagra,
The Raincoats,
The Toasters,
The Durutti Column,
Ash Ra Tempel,
World's Most,
Ultimate Spinach,
Half Japanese,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Last Poets, The Last Poets, The Last Poets, The Last Poets.
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.