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 Comoros and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1965.
I was there at the first Beefheart show in Lancaster.
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 1965 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
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 The Tremeloes to the punk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 DeepChord presents Echospace. All the underground hits.
All Deepchord tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Stereo Dub record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kas Product record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Public Image Ltd.,
Eric Copeland,
Minny Pops,
Matthew Halsall,
Gichy Dan,
Andrew Hill,
Throbbing Gristle,
Young Marble Giants,
Essential Logic,
F. McDonald,
Marmalade,
Kayak,
The Doobie Brothers,
Das Ding,
Marcia Griffiths,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Human League,
Pantaleimon,
Quantec,
Joy Division,
Soft Cell,
Gabor Szabo,
Cymande,
Drive Like Jehu,
Joe Smooth,
Los Fastidios,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Thompson Twins,
The Monks,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Arcadia,
The Zeros,
Ludus,
Rotary Connection,
Crispy Ambulance,
Fat Boys,
Man Parrish,
The Tremeloes,
The Birthday Party,
The Standells,
Pierre Henry,
John Foxx,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Grey Daturas,
The Litter,
Slick Rick,
Supertramp,
The Blackbyrds,
Masters at Work,
Mad Mike,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Soul Sonic Force,
Gang Starr,
The Dead C,
Franke,
The Gories,
Minnie Riperton,
Deadbeat,
Tres Demented,
Donny Hathaway, Donny Hathaway, Donny Hathaway, Donny Hathaway.
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.