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 Mauritania and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise 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 1966 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Beijing.
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 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 Robert Palmer 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 Circle Jerks to the disco 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 Lalo Schifrin. All the underground hits.
All Kaleidoscope tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Alton Ellis record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lyres record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bobby Byrd,
Television Personalities,
Jimmy McGriff,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Whodini,
Boredoms,
Piero Umiliani,
Al Stewart,
Swans,
Graham Central Station,
Hardrive,
Slave,
Ponytail,
The Monochrome Set,
Thompson Twins,
Sun City Girls,
La Düsseldorf,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
R.M.O.,
Man Parrish,
Blossom Toes,
Cymande,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Wings,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
cv313,
Quantec,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Circle Jerks,
Joe Finger,
Bob Dylan,
Moebius,
Marc Almond,
The Techniques,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Hashim,
The Vogues,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Lindisfarne,
These Immortal Souls,
the Normal,
New York Dolls,
Derrick Morgan,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Camouflage,
Brick,
The Pretty Things,
Tres Demented,
Tomorrow,
L. Decosne,
The Smoke,
The Fire Engines,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Kinks,
Y Pants,
Masters at Work,
In Retrospect,
Yazoo,
The Gladiators,
Qualms, Qualms, Qualms, Qualms.
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.