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 Singapore and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1970.
I was there at the first Onyeabor show in Enugu.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Hong Kong.
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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Public Enemy to the disco 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 The Fall. All the underground hits.
All Liaisons Dangereuses tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ronnie Foster record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Whodini record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Ultimate Spinach,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Barrington Levy,
Alice Coltrane,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Kaleidoscope,
The Fire Engines,
Juan Atkins,
Sun Ra,
Kurtis Blow,
DJ Style,
Al Stewart,
Jeff Mills,
Gang of Four,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Ralphi Rosario,
Crispy Ambulance,
Eric Dolphy,
Crash Course in Science,
Henry Cow,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Lakeside,
The Zeros,
Sonic Youth,
K-Klass,
Country Teasers,
Bill Near,
Lou Christie,
The Birthday Party,
Pulsallama,
Max Romeo,
Swell Maps,
Visage,
Icehouse,
Amazonics,
LL Cool J,
World's Most,
Skarface,
Fatback Band,
DNA,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Detroit Cobras,
X-101,
Charles Mingus,
Section 25,
Althea and Donna,
Scan 7,
ABBA,
Jeff Lynne,
Bronski Beat,
Bobby Sherman,
Sällskapet,
Sarah Menescal,
Parry Music,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
CMW,
The Velvet Underground, The Velvet Underground, The Velvet Underground, The Velvet Underground.
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.