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 East Timor and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage 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 1960 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the guitar 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 Cal Tjader to the rock kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Talk Talk. All the underground hits.
All The Pretty Things tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Wire record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Teenage Jesus and the Jerks record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Isaac Hayes,
Japan,
Steve Hackett,
Charles Mingus,
Todd Terry,
China Crisis,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Dave Gahan,
Blancmange,
Sam Rivers,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Trojans,
Absolute Body Control,
The Martian,
Flamin' Groovies,
Matthew Halsall,
Soft Cell,
Au Pairs,
The Star Department,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Lindisfarne,
Lakeside,
Junior Murvin,
Rites of Spring,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Crispy Ambulance,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Wasted Youth,
Hot Snakes,
Skarface,
Howard Jones,
Essential Logic,
The Kinks,
The Blackbyrds,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
the Bar-Kays,
Desert Stars,
Bill Near,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Public Enemy,
The New Christs,
Pole,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Public Image Ltd.,
Ohio Players,
Cheater Slicks,
James White and The Blacks,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Icehouse,
Make Up,
Negative Approach,
A Certain Ratio,
Pussy Galore,
John Coltrane,
The Slackers,
Michelle Simonal,
The Monks,
Danielle Patucci,
Thee Headcoats,
X-102, X-102, X-102, X-102.
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.