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 Eritrea and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia 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 1963 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 Fatback Band to the electroclash 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 Terrestrial Tones. All the underground hits.
All The Busters tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every LL Cool J record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Excepter record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Janne Schatter,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Letta Mbulu,
Avey Tare,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Mo-Dettes,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Pulsallama,
Negative Approach,
The Dave Clark Five,
Suicide,
Anakelly,
PIL,
Dark Day,
Johnny Clarke,
Hoover,
Flash Fearless,
Outsiders,
T. Rex,
Kurtis Blow,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Swans,
Kevin Saunderson,
Dual Sessions,
Mark Hollis,
Kas Product,
Ronan,
Lindisfarne,
Grauzone,
Drexciya,
Electric Prunes,
Bronski Beat,
Blancmange,
Underground Resistance,
Flipper,
Tres Demented,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Jimmy McGriff,
Crime,
The Selecter,
Aural Exciters,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Bad Manners,
Rotary Connection,
The Litter,
Blake Baxter,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Slave,
Jacques Brel,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Dead C,
Chrome,
Frankie Knuckles,
Tommy Roe,
Wire,
The Blues Magoos,
MC5,
Erasure,
The Divine Comedy,
Funkadelic,
The Gap Band, The Gap Band, The Gap Band, The Gap Band.
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.