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 San Marino and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide 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 1964 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
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 This Heat to the techno kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Joyce Sims. All the underground hits.
All Fifty Foot Hose tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Teenage Jesus and the Jerks 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Essential Logic record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Echospace,
Arcadia,
The Neon Judgement,
Lindisfarne,
Negative Approach,
Black Moon,
Loose Ends,
The Remains,
Shuggie Otis,
the Association,
Goldenarms,
Heaven 17,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Harmonia,
Au Pairs,
Dual Sessions,
Fear,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Lucky Dragons,
The Fall,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Bill Near,
Cal Tjader,
Crooked Eye,
Ralphi Rosario,
Ponytail,
The Kinks,
Dave Gahan,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Stockholm Monsters,
John Holt,
Schoolly D,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Zero Boys,
Donald Byrd,
The Shadows of Knight,
Brothers Johnson,
Josef K,
cv313,
Wally Richardson,
Henry Cow,
Joe Finger,
Marcia Griffiths,
Youth Brigade,
Jeff Mills,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Frankie Knuckles,
Flash Fearless,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Pylon,
Spoonie Gee,
Peter and Kerry,
Visage,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
the Human League,
Jimmy McGriff,
Harry Pussy,
Stetsasonic, Stetsasonic, Stetsasonic, Stetsasonic.
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.