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 Jamaica and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 Woodstock and Spokane.
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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic to the dance 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 Infiniti. All the underground hits.
All Scott Walker + Sunn O))) tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Faraquet record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Wings record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Soft Machine,
Deepchord,
Heaven 17,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Lebanon Hanover,
Neil Young,
Skarface,
Moby Grape,
Supertramp,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
48th St. Collective,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Mojo Men,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Real Kids,
The Slackers,
Godley & Creme,
Au Pairs,
Icehouse,
Public Image Ltd.,
Youth Brigade,
Bluetip,
Nils Olav,
Aaron Thompson,
Marmalade,
Los Fastidios,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Sonic Youth,
Animal Collective,
Qualms,
The Leaves,
John Cale,
Reagan Youth,
Colin Newman,
Arab on Radar,
Urselle,
The Young Rascals,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
China Crisis,
Eli Mardock,
Pole,
Audionom,
Desert Stars,
Delon & Dalcan,
Joey Negro,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Magazine,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
T.S.O.L.,
DJ Sneak,
H. Thieme,
X-101,
Hardrive,
Tubeway Army,
Traffic Nightmare,
Cal Tjader,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Fatback Band,
Donny Hathaway,
Lucky Dragons,
Bang On A Can, Bang On A Can, Bang On A Can, Bang On A Can.
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.