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 Austria and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 John Foxx to the disco kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Warren Ellis. All the underground hits.
All The New Christs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Stockholm Monsters record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Gories record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Toni Rubio,
Rotary Connection,
Simply Red,
Unrelated Segments,
Kerrie Biddell,
Ronan,
The Remains,
Junior Murvin,
Section 25,
kango's stein massive,
David McCallum,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Eurythmics,
Spandau Ballet,
Stiv Bators,
Altered Images,
Marshall Jefferson,
Faraquet,
Radiopuhelimet,
Gang of Four,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Leaves,
Organ,
The Stooges,
Procol Harum,
New York Dolls,
Scientists,
The Count Five,
The Sound,
Laurel Aitken,
Crispy Ambulance,
Index,
Radiohead,
Joy Division,
Young Marble Giants,
Matthew Bourne,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Glambeats Corp.,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Blancmange,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Alarm Clocks,
Pole,
The Trojans,
China Crisis,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
World's Most,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Au Pairs,
X-102,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Byron Stingily,
Banda Bassotti,
the Normal,
Public Image Ltd.,
Gang Green,
Guru Guru,
Terry Callier,
The Beau Brummels,
Freddie Wadling,
Gregory Isaacs, Gregory Isaacs, Gregory Isaacs, Gregory Isaacs.
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.