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 Spain and from Madrid.
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 1967 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Erasure to the grime kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Andrew Hill. All the underground hits.
All Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Offenders 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 guitar and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Sonics record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Black Flag,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Roxette,
Aural Exciters,
the Slits,
Altered Images,
Depeche Mode,
Crooked Eye,
The Residents,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Ralphi Rosario,
Q and Not U,
Gong,
Faraquet,
The Slits,
Crime,
Schoolly D,
The Pretty Things,
Hasil Adkins,
Vainqueur,
Vladislav Delay,
Das Ding,
DJ Sneak,
Ultra Naté,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Scratch Acid,
the Germs,
Alison Limerick,
Freddie Wadling,
Brand Nubian,
Scientists,
Hardrive,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Lou Reed,
Talk Talk,
Funky Four + One,
Thee Headcoats,
Delta 5,
The Cowsills,
Barbara Tucker,
Deadbeat,
Aswad,
Quantec,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Yaz,
Peter & Gordon,
Warren Ellis,
The Monks,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Marvin Gaye,
Cybotron,
The Gap Band,
Marmalade,
Duran Duran,
The Count Five,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Youth Brigade,
The Shadows of Knight,
Can,
Godley & Creme, Godley & Creme, Godley & Creme, Godley & Creme.
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.