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 Dominica and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise 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 1965 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Vaughan Mason & Crew to the disco kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Skriet. All the underground hits.
All Groovy Waters tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Harmonia record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Danielle Patucci record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Golliwogs,
Ronnie Foster,
Lou Christie,
A Certain Ratio,
Steve Hackett,
Jeff Lynne,
Swell Maps,
AZ,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Electric Prunes,
The Associates,
Rites of Spring,
Excepter,
Arcadia,
Parry Music,
Pet Shop Boys,
Dorothy Ashby,
Television,
Black Bananas,
The Slackers,
David Bowie,
The Monochrome Set,
Rod Modell,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Soul Sonic Force,
Echospace,
Ultra Naté,
Stereo Dub,
Bobby Womack,
Soft Cell,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Lyres,
James White and The Blacks,
Sällskapet,
Lee Hazlewood,
Vainqueur,
Banda Bassotti,
Rapeman,
This Heat,
the Sonics,
Bill Wells,
The Fall,
Thee Headcoats,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Japan,
OOIOO,
Tears for Fears,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Scratch Acid,
The Barracudas,
Shoche,
Eli Mardock,
X-102,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Joyce Sims,
Urselle,
Terrestrial Tones,
Gregory Isaacs,
Duran Duran, Duran Duran, Duran Duran, Duran Duran.
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.