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 Israel and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise 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 1965 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 sitar 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 Scan 7 to the crunk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Public Image Ltd.. All the underground hits.
All Lou Christie tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eve St. Jones 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Electric Prunes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Minor Threat,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Toasters,
T.S.O.L.,
Los Fastidios,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Eric Dolphy,
The United States of America,
B.T. Express,
Y Pants,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Delon & Dalcan,
Wolf Eyes,
Freddie Wadling,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
R.M.O.,
Franke,
Gong,
The Saints,
Rotary Connection,
The Zeros,
Sex Pistols,
The Barracudas,
Isaac Hayes,
Ultra Naté,
Saccharine Trust,
The Knickerbockers,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Junior Murvin,
Carl Craig,
Tres Demented,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Judy Mowatt,
The Walker Brothers,
Bob Dylan,
Cymande,
Half Japanese,
Lower 48,
the Normal,
Sonny Sharrock,
Gang of Four,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Crash Course in Science,
KRS-One,
Sparks,
Kenny Larkin,
Drexciya,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Vogues,
Arcadia,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Nation of Ulysses,
Roger Hodgson,
Sugar Minott,
Bluetip,
Mary Jane Girls,
John Holt, John Holt, John Holt, John Holt.
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.