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 El Salvador and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 Mumbai and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark to the grunge 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 Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish. All the underground hits.
All Harpers Bizarre tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Raincoats 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Marine Girls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Mantronix,
Bizarre Inc.,
Loose Ends,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Television,
John Foxx,
Fad Gadget,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Second Layer,
Pulsallama,
Bill Wells,
Stetsasonic,
June of 44,
The Five Americans,
The Victims,
Amon Düül,
Hashim,
Funky Four + One,
Lou Reed,
Robert Hood,
Buzzcocks,
Kool Moe Dee,
Skarface,
L. Decosne,
Toni Rubio,
Schoolly D,
Alison Limerick,
Jeff Lynne,
The Blackbyrds,
Dave Gahan,
FM Einheit,
8 Eyed Spy,
Sun City Girls,
Los Fastidios,
LL Cool J,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Interpol,
Zapp,
Lungfish,
Shoche,
Von Mondo,
Visage,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Fela Kuti,
Rapeman,
Derrick May,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Yellowson,
Reagan Youth,
Simply Red,
Zero Boys,
Ituana,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Althea and Donna,
Max Romeo,
Anakelly,
Fatback Band,
The Doobie Brothers,
Neu!,
Sugar Minott, Sugar Minott, Sugar Minott, Sugar Minott.
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.