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 Slovenia and from Seoul.
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 1962 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 JFA to the rock kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Pantaleimon. All the underground hits.
All The Kinks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Electric Prunes record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Black Bananas record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eddi Front,
Suicide,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Barracudas,
Young Marble Giants,
The Vogues,
Rapeman,
Bobby Womack,
Girls At Our Best!,
Interpol,
the Germs,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Robert Görl,
Basic Channel,
Heaven 17,
Hasil Adkins,
Gang Starr,
Cymande,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Swell Maps,
David Axelrod,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Harpers Bizarre,
Thompson Twins,
Nico,
Don Cherry,
Lebanon Hanover,
Sun Ra,
Blancmange,
Second Layer,
Graham Central Station,
Alphaville,
Nick Fraelich,
Gabor Szabo,
Morten Harket,
The Doors,
Roxette,
Jeru the Damaja,
Letta Mbulu,
The Toasters,
The Pretty Things,
Infiniti,
Stereo Dub,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Leaves,
Fela Kuti,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Tears for Fears,
Jesper Dahlback,
Wire,
The Saints,
Davy DMX,
Tim Buckley,
Moby Grape,
Make Up,
Sunsets and Hearts, Sunsets and Hearts, Sunsets and Hearts, Sunsets and Hearts.
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.