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 Zambia and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 harpsichord 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 Jeff Mills to the grunge 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 Stiv Bators. All the underground hits.
All Hasil Adkins tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Doobie Brothers 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Wire,
Faust,
Moss Icon,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
The Saints,
Joyce Sims,
Minutemen,
Altered Images,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Gap Band,
Popol Vuh,
T. Rex,
Oblivians,
Model 500,
New Age Steppers,
New Order,
Livin' Joy,
Susan Cadogan,
Flamin' Groovies,
Fad Gadget,
K-Klass,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Jacques Brel,
The Music Machine,
Sonic Youth,
Fela Kuti,
Goldenarms,
Infiniti,
EPMD,
The Slackers,
Sarah Menescal,
Alice Coltrane,
Sexual Harrassment,
Interpol,
Kenny Larkin,
June Days,
The Birthday Party,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Fugazi,
the Normal,
Erasure,
Robert Görl,
Chris Corsano,
Camouflage,
Sex Pistols,
Lakeside,
Rekid,
Sandy B,
Audionom,
Tropical Tobacco,
Monolake,
Donny Hathaway,
These Immortal Souls,
Marmalade,
Terry Callier,
Pulsallama,
The Dirtbombs,
The Cure,
Slick Rick,
Nils Olav,
The Residents,
Ice-T,
Tres Demented, Tres Demented, Tres Demented, Tres Demented.
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.