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 Romania and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1965.
I was there at the first Beefheart show in Lancaster.
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 1966 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Smog to the disco 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 Angry Samoans. All the underground hits.
All X-Ray Spex tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Modern Lovers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 chamberlin and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Morten Harket record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Fuzztones,
Joe Finger,
Excepter,
Interpol,
Bizarre Inc.,
Moebius,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Johnny Osbourne,
Aaron Thompson,
Nirvana,
Easy Going,
Archie Shepp,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The New Christs,
Banda Bassotti,
Make Up,
The Remains,
Big Daddy Kane,
Bobby Womack,
Radiopuhelimet,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
In Retrospect,
Rod Modell,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Bill Wells,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
MC5,
Adolescents,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Shadows of Knight,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Alarm Clocks,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Cowsills,
Pet Shop Boys,
CMW,
PIL,
The Motions,
Masters at Work,
The Standells,
Barry Ungar,
Surgeon,
Ultra Naté,
Black Moon,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Chris & Cosey,
Marc Almond,
Magazine,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Metal Thangz,
Eddi Front,
Danielle Patucci,
The Smiths,
The Associates,
Urselle,
Technova,
The Last Poets,
Graham Central Station,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Hardrive,
The Monks,
Alton Ellis,
Television, Television, Television, Television.
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.