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 Guinea-Bissau 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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience to the rock kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Alison Limerick. All the underground hits.
All The Dead C tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Swell Maps record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 an arpeggiator and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ultramagnetic MC's record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Hardrive,
Loose Ends,
Jeff Lynne,
Public Image Ltd.,
K-Klass,
John Cale,
The Fugs,
Harmonia,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Crash Course in Science,
Kool Moe Dee,
Brass Construction,
Joensuu 1685,
Jeff Mills,
Man Eating Sloth,
Carl Craig,
Gong,
Erasure,
a-ha,
Sister Nancy,
The Real Kids,
The Slackers,
Warren Ellis,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Technova,
Pere Ubu,
Ohio Players,
L. Decosne,
The Martian,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Althea and Donna,
Zapp,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
ABC,
The Offenders,
Scan 7,
Radiohead,
Bush Tetras,
Organ,
John Foxx,
the Human League,
Max Romeo,
The Doors,
Icehouse,
Scrapy,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Cheater Slicks,
Surgeon,
Jerry's Kids,
Aaron Thompson,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Grey Daturas,
Tears for Fears,
Rosa Yemen,
The Five Americans,
Cybotron,
Infiniti,
Harry Pussy,
Bill Wells,
Black Sheep,
Rakim,
Warsaw, Warsaw, Warsaw, Warsaw.
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.