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 Nauru and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1969 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and New York.
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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five to the disco kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Barracudas. All the underground hits.
All Bizarre Inc. tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Black Sheep record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 808 and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Larry & the Blue Notes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Hardrive,
Negative Approach,
Boz Scaggs,
Michelle Simonal,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Barracudas,
Mantronix,
Idris Muhammad,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Pagans,
Crash Course in Science,
Glambeats Corp.,
Wasted Youth,
Moss Icon,
Blancmange,
Dave Gahan,
Japan,
David McCallum,
John Lydon,
KRS-One,
Ohio Players,
New York Dolls,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Lightning Bolt,
The Beau Brummels,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Black Flag,
Charles Mingus,
Mad Mike,
Mo-Dettes,
Hashim,
Stetsasonic,
Black Pus,
Au Pairs,
James White and The Blacks,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Nils Olav,
Newcleus,
Surgeon,
Nirvana,
Carl Craig,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Neon Judgement,
Derrick May,
Laurel Aitken,
CMW,
Fela Kuti,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Drive Like Jehu,
Tres Demented,
Johnny Osbourne,
kango's stein massive,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Scratch Acid,
The Litter,
Young Marble Giants,
the Bar-Kays,
Model 500,
Peter & Gordon,
Bobby Byrd,
The Star Department, The Star Department, The Star Department, The Star Department.
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.