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 Brunei and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in 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 1966 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Agitation Free to the dance kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Mandrill. All the underground hits.
All Mantronix tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Cramps 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 chamberlin and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Invisible record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Cheater Slicks,
Subhumans,
the Soft Cell,
The Techniques,
Sonny Sharrock,
Bobby Womack,
Bobby Sherman,
Chris & Cosey,
Eurythmics,
Alton Ellis,
Scan 7,
Colin Newman,
The Doors,
Skarface,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Black Pus,
Minny Pops,
Absolute Body Control,
PIL,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Residents,
The Monks,
Qualms,
Ossler,
The Detroit Cobras,
David Axelrod,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Carl Craig,
The Human League,
Susan Cadogan,
Bill Near,
Clear Light,
World's Most,
Dawn Penn,
Lucky Dragons,
The Saints,
Bluetip,
Pantytec,
Suicide,
Guru Guru,
The Index,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Jacob Miller,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Roger Hodgson,
Joe Smooth,
Ohio Players,
The Misunderstood,
Graham Central Station,
Fugazi,
Hashim,
Mad Mike,
L. Decosne,
Thompson Twins,
Black Flag,
Gang Gang Dance, Gang Gang Dance, Gang Gang Dance, Gang Gang Dance.
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.