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 Finland and from Jakarta.
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 1961 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 808 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 The New Christs to the disco kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Aswad. All the underground hits.
All Jerry Gold Smith tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Thee Headcoats record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 sitar and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fifty Foot Hose record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Slave,
Flash Fearless,
Dave Gahan,
Gabor Szabo,
Intrusion,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Techniques,
Boredoms,
Janne Schatter,
Groovy Waters,
Lindisfarne,
Oneida,
Monks,
Eric B and Rakim,
Barrington Levy,
The United States of America,
FM Einheit,
The Black Dice,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Judy Mowatt,
Das Ding,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Soft Machine,
The Index,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Shoche,
David Axelrod,
The Beau Brummels,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Basic Channel,
X-101,
Iggy Pop,
MDC,
Soulsonic Force,
Japan,
Metal Thangz,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Fire Engines,
Harmonia,
Man Parrish,
The Blackbyrds,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Dead Boys,
E-Dancer,
Simply Red,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Theoretical Girls,
Qualms,
F. McDonald,
Blake Baxter,
The Fall,
The Leaves,
Peter and Kerry,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Laurel Aitken,
U.S. Maple,
Man Eating Sloth,
Jeru the Damaja,
ABBA,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
UT, UT, UT, UT.
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.