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 Bulgaria and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Lyon.
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 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 Scientists to the dance kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Henry Cow. All the underground hits.
All Subhumans tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The United States of America 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Althea and Donna record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dark Day,
Skarface,
DJ Sneak,
Cecil Taylor,
Fugazi,
The Gap Band,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Slackers,
Soft Machine,
Moebius,
Johnny Clarke,
Popol Vuh,
Stetsasonic,
The Gladiators,
The Knickerbockers,
The Birthday Party,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Eric B and Rakim,
Warsaw,
The Busters,
Soul II Soul,
Rites of Spring,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
La Düsseldorf,
MC5,
Piero Umiliani,
Supertramp,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Amazonics,
Scrapy,
Pagans,
Newcleus,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Howard Jones,
X-102,
The Wake,
Au Pairs,
Main Source,
Davy DMX,
Buzzcocks,
Judy Mowatt,
The Beau Brummels,
Porter Ricks,
Wings,
The Smiths,
Neil Young,
Tommy Roe,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Fatback Band,
Gregory Isaacs,
Amon Düül,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Quando Quango,
Massinfluence,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Pere Ubu,
Scan 7,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Beasts of Bourbon,
June of 44,
B.T. Express,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Glenn Branca, Glenn Branca, Glenn Branca, Glenn Branca.
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.