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 Netherlands and from New York.
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 1968 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Skaos to the electroclash 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 Lyres. All the underground hits.
All One Last Wish tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Yusef Lateef record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Yusef Lateef record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kas Product,
Max Romeo,
In Retrospect,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Flesh Eaters,
Ken Boothe,
Camberwell Now,
Flash Fearless,
PIL,
Pulsallama,
Drive Like Jehu,
Deakin,
Eric B and Rakim,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Hot Snakes,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Dead Boys,
Pole,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Young Marble Giants,
MDC,
Japan,
Altered Images,
Mr. Review,
Aloha Tigers,
Mantronix,
John Lydon,
Brand Nubian,
Pantaleimon,
June Days,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Star Department,
The Human League,
Lebanon Hanover,
David McCallum,
Gong,
Sarah Menescal,
Marcia Griffiths,
Grey Daturas,
H. Thieme,
Royal Trux,
Junior Murvin,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Joy Division,
The Velvet Underground,
Henry Cow,
Eddi Front,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Oneida,
Matthew Bourne,
The Beau Brummels,
Essential Logic,
Freddie Wadling,
Quadrant,
The Knickerbockers,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Hardrive,
Skriet,
Ultravox,
DJ Style,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Motorama, Motorama, Motorama, Motorama.
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.