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 Mauritania and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1960 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Dennis Brown to the grunge 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 Faust. All the underground hits.
All Fear tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cybotron record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 a guitar and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Chocolate Watch Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Cecil Taylor,
Aural Exciters,
Blancmange,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
the Germs,
Gang of Four,
Iggy Pop,
Skriet,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Skaos,
Accadde A,
Eddi Front,
The United States of America,
Rod Modell,
Warren Ellis,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Guru Guru,
The Cramps,
Unwound,
Loose Ends,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Slick Rick,
Q and Not U,
Electric Prunes,
Angry Samoans,
Bizarre Inc.,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Black Dice,
Can,
The New Christs,
Dawn Penn,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Associates,
Mission of Burma,
Dennis Brown,
Wally Richardson,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Letta Mbulu,
Minor Threat,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Kas Product,
Excepter,
Theoretical Girls,
Mad Mike,
Magazine,
June Days,
Pulsallama,
Essential Logic,
Funky Four + One,
Section 25,
Derrick Morgan,
Ultimate Spinach,
Yazoo,
The Vogues,
Albert Ayler,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Misunderstood,
Ludus,
Brand Nubian,
KRS-One,
F. McDonald,
Moby Grape,
Pylon,
Bauhaus,
Metal Thangz, Metal Thangz, Metal Thangz, Metal Thangz.
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.