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 Honduras and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1966 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 arpeggiator 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 Lindisfarne to the rap 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 Faust. All the underground hits.
All World's Most tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Star Department record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Gories,
Electric Light Orchestra,
the Soft Cell,
B.T. Express,
Mandrill,
Godley & Creme,
Livin' Joy,
Kenny Larkin,
Desert Stars,
Todd Terry,
Q65,
Qualms,
The Associates,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Residents,
Sexual Harrassment,
Fugazi,
Magma,
Roxette,
Stereo Dub,
Sällskapet,
Negative Approach,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Stetsasonic,
Nils Olav,
Wings,
Skaos,
Dual Sessions,
Avey Tare,
Anthony Braxton,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Vogues,
Pagans,
Spandau Ballet,
Organ,
Pussy Galore,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Technova,
Surgeon,
Michelle Simonal,
In Retrospect,
Moby Grape,
Scientists,
Public Image Ltd.,
Lower 48,
Zapp,
Matthew Bourne,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Tim Buckley,
The Zeros,
The American Breed,
Crime,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Ice-T,
Amazonics,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Glenn Branca,
Brand Nubian,
Crash Course in Science, Crash Course in Science, Crash Course in Science, Crash Course in Science.
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.