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 Japan and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South 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 1960 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 One Last Wish to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Monochrome Set. All the underground hits.
All Jimmy McGriff tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every John Holt record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Delta 5 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?
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Minor Threat,
Arab on Radar,
Ornette Coleman,
Boredoms,
Minnie Riperton,
Lower 48,
Josef K,
Joy Division,
Glenn Branca,
Aaron Thompson,
Make Up,
The Slits,
Metal Thangz,
Don Cherry,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Television Personalities,
Stiv Bators,
Au Pairs,
The Names,
Altered Images,
Tubeway Army,
Swans,
Marvin Gaye,
Flash Fearless,
Ultra Naté,
Nico,
Barbara Tucker,
Fat Boys,
Mantronix,
The Gories,
Model 500,
Bob Dylan,
Basic Channel,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Leaves,
Nick Fraelich,
Hashim,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Vladislav Delay,
Erasure,
Robert Hood,
Joyce Sims,
Rapeman,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Litter,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Mr. Review,
The Offenders,
Black Bananas,
Sister Nancy,
Janne Schatter,
The Pop Group,
Con Funk Shun,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Drexciya,
The Associates,
John Cale,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Last Poets, The Last Poets, The Last Poets, The Last Poets.
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.