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 Ireland and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1967 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 1983 at the first Art of Noise practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the organ 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 Country Joe & The Fish to the crunk 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 Siglo XX. All the underground hits.
All Bizarre Inc. tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rhythim Is Rhythim record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Whodini record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lindisfarne,
Scion,
X-101,
the Association,
Hashim,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Groovy Waters,
Black Flag,
Eli Mardock,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Jerry's Kids,
Slick Rick,
Bad Manners,
Radio Birdman,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Stetsasonic,
Sixth Finger,
Loose Ends,
Yellowson,
Nico,
48th St. Collective,
Sonny Sharrock,
Chrome,
The Velvet Underground,
La Düsseldorf,
Whodini,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Second Layer,
Davy DMX,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Deakin,
Brand Nubian,
June of 44,
Schoolly D,
Hardrive,
X-Ray Spex,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Cal Tjader,
Cheater Slicks,
Amon Düül,
Letta Mbulu,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Ornette Coleman,
Jacques Brel,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Moby Grape,
Pussy Galore,
Max Romeo,
Shoche,
the Human League,
Lalann,
Bang On A Can,
Dennis Brown,
Neil Young,
Von Mondo,
Terrestrial Tones,
Talk Talk,
The Modern Lovers,
Soul II Soul,
Interpol,
Dead Boys,
Camouflage, Camouflage, Camouflage, Camouflage.
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.