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 Lebanon and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise 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 1963 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Vainqueur to the rock kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Mojo Men. All the underground hits.
All A Certain Ratio tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Wasted Youth 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Marshall Jefferson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Flash Fearless,
A Flock of Seagulls,
PIL,
Buzzcocks,
Niagra,
The Standells,
Pussy Galore,
Gang of Four,
Procol Harum,
Anthony Braxton,
Lebanon Hanover,
Minnie Riperton,
Alton Ellis,
The Searchers,
Scientists,
Shoche,
MDC,
These Immortal Souls,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Q and Not U,
Mantronix,
Radiohead,
Wire,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
AZ,
Ossler,
Motorama,
Schoolly D,
Altered Images,
Sight & Sound,
Jandek,
Dawn Penn,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Ice-T,
China Crisis,
Metal Thangz,
Livin' Joy,
Lindisfarne,
Marvin Gaye,
Guru Guru,
Average White Band,
Warren Ellis,
Crash Course in Science,
Mandrill,
The Beau Brummels,
Young Marble Giants,
Television Personalities,
Echospace,
Laurel Aitken,
Moby Grape,
Kerrie Biddell,
Kool Moe Dee,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Skriet,
Dorothy Ashby,
Black Sheep,
Radio Birdman,
Amon Düül,
Absolute Body Control,
Johnny Clarke,
Quando Quango, Quando Quango, Quando Quango, Quando Quango.
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.