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 Bosnia Herzegovina and from Paris.
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 1960 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 1976 at the first Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Sight & Sound to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Connie Case. All the underground hits.
All Pere Ubu tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Heavy D & The Boyz 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gregory Isaacs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bad Manners,
Qualms,
Silicon Teens,
CMW,
The Buckinghams,
June Days,
Chris Corsano,
Robert Hood,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Public Enemy,
Rotary Connection,
Inner City,
Slick Rick,
Michelle Simonal,
Hashim,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Fortunes,
Rakim,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Arcadia,
The Skatalites,
48th St. Collective,
Neil Young,
Depeche Mode,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Move,
Jandek,
Jerry's Kids,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Motorama,
Leonard Cohen,
Livin' Joy,
Sound Behaviour,
KRS-One,
China Crisis,
Lindisfarne,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Sound,
The Gap Band,
X-Ray Spex,
The Real Kids,
Pussy Galore,
Man Parrish,
Cymande,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Gun Club,
Main Source,
Mad Mike,
Panda Bear,
Tim Buckley,
Liliput,
Sister Nancy,
Lakeside,
Q and Not U,
Joensuu 1685,
David Axelrod,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Essential Logic, Essential Logic, Essential Logic, Essential Logic.
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.