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 Seychelles and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 1975 at the first Throbbing Gristle 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 Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Heavy D & The Boyz. All the underground hits.
All Rhythim Is Rhythim tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lou Reed & John Cale 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Schoolly D record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Barclay James Harvest,
Fatback Band,
Lakeside,
The Young Rascals,
Kerri Chandler,
F. McDonald,
Mission of Burma,
Brothers Johnson,
Ohio Players,
Oneida,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Victims,
China Crisis,
Rapeman,
48th St. Collective,
The Skatalites,
Tim Buckley,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Absolute Body Control,
Cecil Taylor,
Todd Rundgren,
Dennis Brown,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Basic Channel,
Shuggie Otis,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Ronan,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Freddie Wadling,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
June of 44,
The Residents,
Drive Like Jehu,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Eric Copeland,
Minor Threat,
Babytalk,
EPMD,
Steve Hackett,
Wasted Youth,
The Mummies,
Nico,
Crooked Eye,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Ituana,
Iggy Pop,
Girls At Our Best!,
Marmalade,
Gang Starr,
The Walker Brothers,
Wire,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Jacques Brel,
Deadbeat,
Royal Trux,
Whodini,
The Monochrome Set,
Crispy Ambulance,
Donald Byrd,
Robert Görl,
The Red Krayola,
Stockholm Monsters, Stockholm Monsters, Stockholm Monsters, Stockholm Monsters.
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.