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 Tanzania and from Edmonton.
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 1965 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Madrid.
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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the snare 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 Yaz to the grunge kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 the Slits. All the underground hits.
All China Crisis tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Aaron Thompson 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a John Holt record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Black Sheep,
Duran Duran,
Sex Pistols,
Kayak,
Stiv Bators,
Chrome,
Sonic Youth,
Television Personalities,
Pagans,
Lou Reed,
The Leaves,
Johnny Osbourne,
Robert Wyatt,
The Human League,
Mo-Dettes,
The Golliwogs,
Eddi Front,
Inner City,
Tommy Roe,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Easy Going,
Ice-T,
kango's stein massive,
Skriet,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Yellowson,
Dark Day,
Royal Trux,
The Knickerbockers,
Bobby Byrd,
Shoche,
China Crisis,
Surgeon,
Q and Not U,
Reagan Youth,
Rod Modell,
Lebanon Hanover,
Fluxion,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Quantec,
T. Rex,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Brick,
David Bowie,
Whodini,
Joy Division,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Todd Rundgren,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Jesper Dahlback,
Clear Light,
ABBA,
Yusef Lateef,
Drexciya,
Second Layer,
Anakelly,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Throbbing Gristle,
X-102,
The Real Kids, The Real Kids, The Real Kids, The Real Kids.
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.