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 Dominican Republic and from Sao Paulo.
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 1968 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 synthesizer 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 Hardrive to the techno kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Grandmaster Flash. All the underground hits.
All Kerri Chandler tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gian Franco Pienzio record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Derrick Morgan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Y Pants,
Jeru the Damaja,
Pole,
The Cramps,
the Normal,
Soul Sonic Force,
Yazoo,
Maleditus Sound,
Brand Nubian,
Mandrill,
Simply Red,
David Bowie,
The Human League,
Q and Not U,
Blake Baxter,
Funky Four + One,
Pagans,
China Crisis,
The Associates,
Rites of Spring,
Nils Olav,
Slave,
Deakin,
The Divine Comedy,
Nation of Ulysses,
Mark Hollis,
Little Man,
Warren Ellis,
Basic Channel,
Chris & Cosey,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Thompson Twins,
Dave Gahan,
Marshall Jefferson,
Half Japanese,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Bootsy Collins,
The Move,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Girls At Our Best!,
Moss Icon,
Royal Trux,
World's Most,
Subhumans,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
DNA,
Jacob Miller,
Albert Ayler,
the Bar-Kays,
CMW,
Matthew Halsall,
Jeff Mills,
R.M.O.,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Ohio Players,
Aural Exciters,
Skaos,
The American Breed,
Minor Threat, Minor Threat, Minor Threat, Minor Threat.
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.