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 India and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1961 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Toronto.
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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 Kenny Larkin to the rap kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Graham Central Station. All the underground hits.
All Roy Ayers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a David McCallum record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Desert Stars,
Dave Gahan,
Lou Reed,
Eric Copeland,
Neu!,
Man Parrish,
Franke,
Pere Ubu,
Danielle Patucci,
Juan Atkins,
Metal Thangz,
Alton Ellis,
World's Most,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Pole,
Soul II Soul,
Black Sheep,
The Golliwogs,
Godley & Creme,
Banda Bassotti,
EPMD,
Pharoah Sanders,
DJ Style,
Crash Course in Science,
Black Pus,
Stockholm Monsters,
Liliput,
Amon Düül II,
Tomorrow,
The Monochrome Set,
Deepchord,
Arcadia,
Guru Guru,
The Motions,
The Birthday Party,
Section 25,
Joey Negro,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Fire Engines,
Ossler,
Sixth Finger,
The Blackbyrds,
The Selecter,
Alphaville,
The Stooges,
The Invisible,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Circle Jerks,
Ice-T,
The New Christs,
Joy Division,
ABBA,
Vladislav Delay,
Eddi Front,
The Grass Roots,
The Buckinghams,
Sight & Sound,
Supertramp, Supertramp, Supertramp, Supertramp.
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.