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 Bulgaria and from Tehran.
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 Delhi and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 synthesizer 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 Slave to the electroclash 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 Louis and Bebe Barron. All the underground hits.
All Aaron Thompson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Aaron Thompson record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 clarinet and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Yusef Lateef record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
One Last Wish,
Chris & Cosey,
Section 25,
the Sonics,
Masters at Work,
Fear,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Joy Division,
the Bar-Kays,
Terry Callier,
The Sound,
The Dirtbombs,
R.M.O.,
Amon Düül II,
Big Daddy Kane,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Bobby Byrd,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Sonic Youth,
The Velvet Underground,
Pussy Galore,
Bad Manners,
Derrick Morgan,
Faust,
Kas Product,
X-102,
June of 44,
Drexciya,
Dennis Brown,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Quantec,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Skarface,
Bronski Beat,
Delon & Dalcan,
Wire,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Al Stewart,
Black Bananas,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Reuben Wilson,
Wasted Youth,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Henry Cow,
Roy Ayers,
Monolake,
Slick Rick,
Crime,
Radio Birdman,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Aaron Thompson,
Marine Girls,
Moby Grape,
KRS-One,
Josef K,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Beau Brummels,
The Misunderstood,
Massinfluence,
The Monks,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud, Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud, Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud, Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud.
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.