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 Costa Rica and from Taipei.
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 1964 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 oboe 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 Das Ding to the rock kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 The Birthday Party. All the underground hits.
All The Slackers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Stooges 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 theremin and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Eric Copeland record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Andrew Hill,
Neil Young,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Oneida,
Lindisfarne,
Yaz,
Tubeway Army,
Deepchord,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Piero Umiliani,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Schoolly D,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Procol Harum,
Supertramp,
Bauhaus,
Glambeats Corp.,
Nik Kershaw,
Sun Ra,
Judy Mowatt,
David McCallum,
F. McDonald,
Girls At Our Best!,
Darondo,
Amon Düül,
The Trojans,
JFA,
Hasil Adkins,
Delta 5,
Goldenarms,
Funky Four + One,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Eric Copeland,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Wings,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Names,
Charles Mingus,
Flamin' Groovies,
Harry Pussy,
Sam Rivers,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Associates,
Swell Maps,
Mars,
The Durutti Column,
The Smiths,
Babytalk,
Blossom Toes,
Whodini,
Panda Bear,
Thompson Twins,
Grey Daturas,
Roger Hodgson,
Mission of Burma,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
U.S. Maple,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Erasure,
Deakin, Deakin, Deakin, Deakin.
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.