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 Spain and from Beijing.
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 1967 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 Robert Palmer 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 Danielle Patucci to the rock kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Boogie Down Productions. All the underground hits.
All Isaac Hayes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Red Lorry Yellow Lorry 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dorothy Ashby record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Absolute Body Control,
Bootsy Collins,
Black Flag,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Sonny Sharrock,
Little Man,
MDC,
Japan,
Kas Product,
Eric Dolphy,
Make Up,
The Fugs,
Visage,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Gabor Szabo,
Pulsallama,
Radiohead,
The Star Department,
Rites of Spring,
Monks,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Black Dice,
Hardrive,
Dorothy Ashby,
The Shadows of Knight,
Los Fastidios,
Scott Walker,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Slits,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Negative Approach,
Big Daddy Kane,
Archie Shepp,
The Litter,
The Dead C,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Das Ding,
Outsiders,
Kevin Saunderson,
These Immortal Souls,
Circle Jerks,
Ice-T,
Danielle Patucci,
Blossom Toes,
Albert Ayler,
Patti Smith,
U.S. Maple,
Theoretical Girls,
Unrelated Segments,
Wolf Eyes,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Quando Quango,
Moss Icon,
The Cramps,
Joe Smooth,
Livin' Joy,
Tom Boy,
Nick Fraelich,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
X-Ray Spex,
Funkadelic,
The Techniques, The Techniques, The Techniques, The Techniques.
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.