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 Malta and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1968 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 1976 at the first Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the theremin 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 Donny Hathaway to the funk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 China Crisis. All the underground hits.
All LL Cool J tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every MDC 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Swans record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Sonics,
Kerri Chandler,
The Seeds,
Ludus,
Cymande,
Ken Boothe,
Guru Guru,
Eden Ahbez,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
The Invisible,
In Retrospect,
Little Man,
Ronnie Foster,
Supertramp,
The Dead C,
Agitation Free,
Patti Smith,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Barracudas,
Jacob Miller,
Yellowson,
Lou Reed,
Can,
The Associates,
Mandrill,
Crispy Ambulance,
Bang On A Can,
Visage,
Cecil Taylor,
Ituana,
The Shadows of Knight,
Toni Rubio,
The Electric Prunes,
Sun Ra,
Mars,
Clear Light,
The Stooges,
Tubeway Army,
Lalann,
Banda Bassotti,
Man Eating Sloth,
Joe Smooth,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Radiopuhelimet,
Alice Coltrane,
Barbara Tucker,
Amon Düül II,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
ABBA,
Jacques Brel,
Symarip,
The Doors,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Hashim,
Whodini,
Bill Near,
Skarface,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Cure,
Bob Dylan,
London Community Gospel Choir,
EPMD, EPMD, EPMD, EPMD.
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.