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 Liechtenstein and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band to the rock 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 Toni Rubio. All the underground hits.
All Rhythm & Sound tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eddi Front record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Masters at Work record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Liliput,
Subhumans,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Aural Exciters,
Massinfluence,
Basic Channel,
OOIOO,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Radiopuhelimet,
Judy Mowatt,
Harpers Bizarre,
Robert Hood,
Von Mondo,
The Slits,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Sam Rivers,
Banda Bassotti,
Reuben Wilson,
a-ha,
Average White Band,
Peter and Kerry,
Andrew Hill,
This Heat,
Sex Pistols,
The Trojans,
Soft Machine,
Yusef Lateef,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Terrestrial Tones,
Joe Smooth,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Toasters,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Johnny Osbourne,
Black Pus,
the Normal,
Pere Ubu,
Mantronix,
Crime,
Cymande,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Cowsills,
Inner City,
Soulsonic Force,
Jeff Lynne,
Cecil Taylor,
Little Man,
Tears for Fears,
The Mojo Men,
EPMD,
Saccharine Trust,
MDC,
The Knickerbockers,
Joensuu 1685,
Amon Düül II,
The Fall,
The Count Five,
Donald Byrd,
Yazoo,
Schoolly D,
Con Funk Shun, Con Funk Shun, Con Funk Shun, Con Funk Shun.
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.