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 Iceland and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Throbbing Gristle 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 1969 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 The Gladiators to the rock 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 Livin' Joy. All the underground hits.
All Isaac Hayes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nik Kershaw record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bob Dylan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Minutemen,
Urselle,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Von Mondo,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Mummies,
Tomorrow,
Gregory Isaacs,
Boz Scaggs,
Charles Mingus,
The Skatalites,
Y Pants,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Nirvana,
Glambeats Corp.,
Reuben Wilson,
Lucky Dragons,
Newcleus,
The Litter,
Alphaville,
Matthew Halsall,
Scan 7,
The Mojo Men,
Prince Buster,
Pere Ubu,
The Move,
The Neon Judgement,
Malaria!,
Nick Fraelich,
Groovy Waters,
Agitation Free,
The J.B.'s,
Aswad,
Bizarre Inc.,
Stereo Dub,
The Happenings,
Siglo XX,
Heaven 17,
Nico,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Cramps,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Techniques,
The Buckinghams,
Jesper Dahlback,
Spoonie Gee,
Brand Nubian,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Surgeon,
Panda Bear,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Count Five,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Minor Threat,
Ronnie Foster,
Dave Gahan,
Henry Cow,
Moebius,
Bluetip,
8 Eyed Spy, 8 Eyed Spy, 8 Eyed Spy, 8 Eyed Spy.
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.