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 Nauru and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1965.
I was there at the first Beefheart show in Lancaster.
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 1964 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 1983 at the first Art of Noise practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic to the funk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Big Daddy Kane. All the underground hits.
All Cecil Taylor tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Warren Ellis record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 an organ and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lizzy Mercier Descloux record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joe Smooth,
Maleditus Sound,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Oblivians,
The Dave Clark Five,
Negative Approach,
Clear Light,
Juan Atkins,
Scratch Acid,
Pole,
Alphaville,
Subhumans,
Nico,
A Certain Ratio,
Unwound,
The Standells,
The Real Kids,
Peter & Gordon,
Donny Hathaway,
David Bowie,
Blossom Toes,
John Cale,
Hot Snakes,
Ornette Coleman,
Sound Behaviour,
Stereo Dub,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Moss Icon,
Joensuu 1685,
Mandrill,
The Techniques,
Organ,
Howard Jones,
Fat Boys,
FM Einheit,
The Pop Group,
Suicide,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Black Dice,
Aloha Tigers,
Ten City,
Al Stewart,
Brothers Johnson,
Piero Umiliani,
Wings,
Rapeman,
Sonic Youth,
Monolake,
Kevin Saunderson,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Easy Going,
Camberwell Now,
Althea and Donna,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Fatback Band,
Brick,
Girls At Our Best!,
Urselle,
The Seeds,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
JFA,
Y Pants,
X-101, X-101, X-101, X-101.
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.