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 Senegal and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage 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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Magma to the grunge 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 The Doors. All the underground hits.
All Delta 5 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Grauzone record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 an organ and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cybotron record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Mantronix,
Moby Grape,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Moleskins,
Grey Daturas,
Jeff Lynne,
Arcadia,
Eric B and Rakim,
Absolute Body Control,
Little Man,
The Divine Comedy,
Swell Maps,
Throbbing Gristle,
A Certain Ratio,
Unwound,
Dark Day,
The Detroit Cobras,
The Grass Roots,
Althea and Donna,
Youth Brigade,
The Knickerbockers,
New Age Steppers,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Techniques,
Robert Hood,
Gregory Isaacs,
Electric Prunes,
The Fall,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Ralphi Rosario,
Scott Walker,
The Cure,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Amon Düül II,
John Lydon,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Roger Hodgson,
The Gladiators,
Godley & Creme,
Lalo Schifrin,
Dead Boys,
Flamin' Groovies,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
David McCallum,
Duran Duran,
Mandrill,
The Monks,
Patti Smith,
Simply Red,
Roy Ayers,
Stereo Dub,
The J.B.'s,
Oneida,
The Fortunes,
ABBA,
Michelle Simonal,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Rufus Thomas,
Saccharine Trust, Saccharine Trust, Saccharine Trust, Saccharine Trust.
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.