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 Cuba and from Spokane.
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 1969 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 the Normal to the rap 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 Bauhaus. All the underground hits.
All Sight & Sound tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Depeche Mode 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 '80s.
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 Nas record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Anthony Braxton,
the Normal,
Brothers Johnson,
Hot Snakes,
Marvin Gaye,
Bizarre Inc.,
Scientists,
Duran Duran,
The Young Rascals,
Scion,
The Dirtbombs,
Harmonia,
The Grass Roots,
The Fugs,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Dave Gahan,
Lalann,
Das Ding,
David Bowie,
Alison Limerick,
Bang On A Can,
Kenny Larkin,
Popol Vuh,
Lee Hazlewood,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Eve St. Jones,
June of 44,
Depeche Mode,
Flipper,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Slave,
Interpol,
Agent Orange,
The Angels of Light,
Eddi Front,
Shuggie Otis,
Japan,
the Association,
Yellowson,
Jimmy McGriff,
Index,
The Motions,
Juan Atkins,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Ken Boothe,
Cameo,
The Kinks,
Mark Hollis,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Ultravox,
Bronski Beat,
Grey Daturas,
Scan 7,
Soulsonic Force,
Gil Scott Heron,
The Happenings,
John Foxx,
Bad Manners,
Throbbing Gristle,
Zero Boys, Zero Boys, Zero Boys, Zero Boys.
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.