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 Kenya and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Throbbing Gristle show in 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 1966 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 Donald Fagen 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 Rahsaan Roland Kirk to the dance 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 Dual Sessions. All the underground hits.
All Darondo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Max Romeo record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bill Wells record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Marc Almond,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Tropical Tobacco,
Oblivians,
Carl Craig,
Kas Product,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Harmonia,
The Invisible,
Danielle Patucci,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Fire Engines,
Lalann,
Japan,
Heaven 17,
Erykah Badu,
Camouflage,
James White and The Blacks,
The Real Kids,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Supertramp,
These Immortal Souls,
Flipper,
Stereo Dub,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Bobby Sherman,
Grey Daturas,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Alice Coltrane,
Lyres,
Skaos,
Public Image Ltd.,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Busters,
Mo-Dettes,
Jesper Dahlback,
Funky Four + One,
Unrelated Segments,
Brand Nubian,
Basic Channel,
Avey Tare,
Surgeon,
AZ,
Stiv Bators,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Charles Mingus,
Davy DMX,
Curtis Mayfield,
Jacques Brel,
The Dave Clark Five,
Sexual Harrassment,
The Zeros,
The Index,
The Pop Group,
Pantytec,
Trumans Water,
Gregory Isaacs,
Oneida,
Scrapy,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Byron Stingily, Byron Stingily, Byron Stingily, Byron Stingily.
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.