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 Monaco and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia 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 Copenhagen and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 theremin 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 Godley & Creme to the rap 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 Ronan. All the underground hits.
All Drexciya tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Man Eating Sloth record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 an oboe and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Todd Rundgren record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Fat Boys,
Cal Tjader,
Y Pants,
OOIOO,
Negative Approach,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Colin Newman,
Alphaville,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Second Layer,
Newcleus,
Fugazi,
Average White Band,
Echospace,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The American Breed,
Max Romeo,
Henry Cow,
Curtis Mayfield,
Bauhaus,
Sun City Girls,
Gang of Four,
Ice-T,
Icehouse,
The Fuzztones,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Stiv Bators,
Barclay James Harvest,
Harry Pussy,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Eric B and Rakim,
Sarah Menescal,
Fad Gadget,
Sam Rivers,
The Wake,
Wasted Youth,
Kaleidoscope,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Drive Like Jehu,
Roxy Music,
Idris Muhammad,
X-Ray Spex,
AZ,
Morten Harket,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Gregory Isaacs,
Neil Young,
Basic Channel,
The Fall,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
The Happenings,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
B.T. Express,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Cheater Slicks,
Electric Prunes,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Can,
Brand Nubian,
Chris & Cosey, Chris & Cosey, Chris & Cosey, Chris & Cosey.
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.