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 East Timor and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1962 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 Michael McDonald 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 Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic to the punk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade. All the underground hits.
All The Fuzztones tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jimmy McGriff record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Iggy Pop record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Clear Light,
Janne Schatter,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Toni Rubio,
Agent Orange,
Soul Sonic Force,
Gang of Four,
Gil Scott Heron,
Eric B and Rakim,
Fela Kuti,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Flamin' Groovies,
Visage,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Flesh Eaters,
Trumans Water,
The Saints,
Simply Red,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Fugazi,
Moby Grape,
Johnny Osbourne,
Tubeway Army,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Urselle,
Spandau Ballet,
Idris Muhammad,
Main Source,
The Stooges,
X-102,
Interpol,
David Bowie,
F. McDonald,
Icehouse,
Subhumans,
Swans,
The Motions,
The Velvet Underground,
Ornette Coleman,
Ponytail,
Dennis Brown,
Bill Wells,
Niagra,
Porter Ricks,
Donald Byrd,
Barrington Levy,
the Slits,
Ten City,
Jesper Dahlback,
Mission of Burma,
The Buckinghams,
Chris & Cosey,
Kayak,
Slave,
Steve Hackett,
Y Pants,
Theoretical Girls,
Reuben Wilson,
Crispian St. Peters,
Adolescents,
8 Eyed Spy,
Fear,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron.
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.