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 Colombia and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South 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 1967 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the marimba 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 Peter & Gordon to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Boredoms. All the underground hits.
All Public Image Ltd. tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Soulsonic Force 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Darondo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Funkadelic,
Warren Ellis,
Cybotron,
The Shadows of Knight,
Little Man,
Tropical Tobacco,
Connie Case,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Echospace,
Lou Christie,
Circle Jerks,
Television Personalities,
New Age Steppers,
Crash Course in Science,
Electric Light Orchestra,
X-102,
The Durutti Column,
Banda Bassotti,
Niagra,
The Sound,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Symarip,
Q and Not U,
The Flesh Eaters,
Livin' Joy,
The Pretty Things,
The Birthday Party,
Public Enemy,
Throbbing Gristle,
Dark Day,
Sällskapet,
Yellowson,
Traffic Nightmare,
Amon Düül II,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Minny Pops,
Gastr Del Sol,
a-ha,
The Evens,
Los Fastidios,
The American Breed,
Big Daddy Kane,
Mark Hollis,
Flash Fearless,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Stiv Bators,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Mantronix,
Pussy Galore,
Jesper Dahlback,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Black Dice,
Dead Boys,
The Victims,
Peter & Gordon,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Darondo,
The Electric Prunes,
The Searchers,
Grauzone,
Erykah Badu, Erykah Badu, Erykah Badu, Erykah Badu.
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.