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 Macedonia and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch 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 Notorious Big And Bone Thugs. All the underground hits.
All Radiopuhelimet tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five 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 a harpsichord and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lou Reed record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nico,
Fatback Band,
Trumans Water,
Barry Ungar,
Circle Jerks,
The Motions,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Basic Channel,
Gichy Dan,
David McCallum,
Moebius,
The Young Rascals,
Yusef Lateef,
Mars,
Grauzone,
Boredoms,
Robert Wyatt,
The Fortunes,
Second Layer,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Dirtbombs,
World's Most,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Walker Brothers,
Drexciya,
PIL,
Agitation Free,
Yazoo,
Smog,
Ultravox,
R.M.O.,
Eden Ahbez,
MDC,
John Lydon,
Arab on Radar,
FM Einheit,
The Doobie Brothers,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Don Cherry,
Erykah Badu,
Gil Scott Heron,
Jimmy McGriff,
Sarah Menescal,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Jeru the Damaja,
Ronnie Foster,
Jacob Miller,
Eric Dolphy,
The Invisible,
Metal Thangz,
Arthur Verocai,
Gang Green,
Al Stewart,
Sonic Youth,
Sonny Sharrock,
Scan 7,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Alphaville,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Harpers Bizarre,
Urselle,
The Alarm Clocks,
The Evens, The Evens, The Evens, The Evens.
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.