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 Israel and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Wire show in Watford.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Lagos.
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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Pantytec to the disco kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Gang Gang Dance. All the underground hits.
All Man Eating Sloth tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Vainqueur record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kool G Rap & DJ Polo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pulsallama,
Jandek,
X-Ray Spex,
Crime,
Archie Shepp,
Malaria!,
Sight & Sound,
Skriet,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Gerry Rafferty,
Brick,
Gang Starr,
The Wake,
Terrestrial Tones,
The Music Machine,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Idris Muhammad,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Pere Ubu,
Intrusion,
Henry Cow,
The Fortunes,
Ultimate Spinach,
Bronski Beat,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Ronnie Foster,
The Tremeloes,
Average White Band,
Flash Fearless,
Porter Ricks,
Minutemen,
FM Einheit,
Harry Pussy,
Gregory Isaacs,
Deakin,
Reuben Wilson,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Yusef Lateef,
Mantronix,
Shoche,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Althea and Donna,
Ten City,
The Sonics,
Sonic Youth,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Drexciya,
Pussy Galore,
Girls At Our Best!,
Sarah Menescal,
Audionom,
Yaz,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Eden Ahbez,
Josef K,
Piero Umiliani,
Alton Ellis,
Kurtis Blow,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Mark Hollis,
Chris Corsano,
Colin Newman,
B.T. Express,
Maleditus Sound,
Robert Wyatt, Robert Wyatt, Robert Wyatt, Robert Wyatt.
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.