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 United States and from Philadelphia.
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 1965 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Lyon.
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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Icehouse to the funk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Faust. All the underground hits.
All Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Agitation Free record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 clarinet and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Delta 5 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Erasure,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Danielle Patucci,
Radiohead,
Robert Görl,
Toni Rubio,
Deakin,
Big Daddy Kane,
Make Up,
Sonic Youth,
David Axelrod,
Main Source,
The Saints,
H. Thieme,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
X-Ray Spex,
James White and The Blacks,
Mo-Dettes,
Donald Byrd,
Circle Jerks,
CMW,
Harpers Bizarre,
Oblivians,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Tres Demented,
The Litter,
The Fuzztones,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Basic Channel,
The Fire Engines,
Susan Cadogan,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Modern Lovers,
Janne Schatter,
Mission of Burma,
Smog,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Marvin Gaye,
Black Bananas,
Wings,
Tommy Roe,
June Days,
Anakelly,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Icehouse,
the Human League,
Popol Vuh,
Von Mondo,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Todd Rundgren,
Jerry's Kids,
The Angels of Light,
Dave Gahan,
Unwound,
Juan Atkins,
Lou Christie,
Swans, Swans, Swans, Swans.
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.