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 Guinea and from Salvador.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 1983 at the first Art of Noise practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Michelle Simonal 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 Jacob Miller. All the underground hits.
All Yaz tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ornette Coleman 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 synthesizer and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a JFA record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Royal Trux,
June Days,
the Fania All-Stars,
The Knickerbockers,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Alphaville,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Albert Ayler,
Alton Ellis,
Nico,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Mad Mike,
Big Daddy Kane,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Hot Snakes,
Mark Hollis,
Gil Scott Heron,
Gabor Szabo,
Ultimate Spinach,
Circle Jerks,
The Skatalites,
Sugar Minott,
Terrestrial Tones,
Nation of Ulysses,
Black Flag,
Blossom Toes,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Deakin,
Kaleidoscope,
Carl Craig,
Q and Not U,
Cymande,
The Residents,
The Saints,
Niagra,
Darondo,
Tom Boy,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Nik Kershaw,
Black Moon,
Rekid,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Faust,
JFA,
Soft Cell,
Sparks,
Sister Nancy,
Girls At Our Best!,
Archie Shepp,
Anthony Braxton,
The United States of America,
Stereo Dub,
Radiohead,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Gastr Del Sol,
Zero Boys,
Sixth Finger,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Essential Logic,
Make Up,
The Divine Comedy,
Dennis Brown,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra.
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.