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 Azerbaijan and from Houston.
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 1967 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Chris & Cosey 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 Wolf Eyes. All the underground hits.
All Louis and Bebe Barron tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 marimba and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Mantronix record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pantytec,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Rufus Thomas,
Idris Muhammad,
Quantec,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Pretty Things,
Letta Mbulu,
The Standells,
Ten City,
Sonny Sharrock,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Pierre Henry,
Ice-T,
Tommy Roe,
Big Daddy Kane,
Ituana,
The Remains,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Searchers,
The Pop Group,
Moebius,
Public Image Ltd.,
Popol Vuh,
Warsaw,
Stetsasonic,
PIL,
The Zeros,
Radiopuhelimet,
Ultravox,
Monks,
Audionom,
Pylon,
Animal Collective,
Lalo Schifrin,
Desert Stars,
The Cowsills,
New Order,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Peter and Kerry,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Slits,
The Slackers,
The Music Machine,
Groovy Waters,
Bizarre Inc.,
Tres Demented,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Hasil Adkins,
Cluster,
The Raincoats,
Suburban Knight,
Scrapy,
Shoche,
Skriet,
Mad Mike,
Deepchord,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
the Bar-Kays,
Sex Pistols,
The Dirtbombs, The Dirtbombs, The Dirtbombs, The Dirtbombs.
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.