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 Egypt and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1964 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Glambeats Corp. to the grime kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Graham Central Station. All the underground hits.
All JFA tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sixth Finger record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Das Ding,
Moebius,
Qualms,
Nico,
In Retrospect,
Agitation Free,
Television Personalities,
the Sonics,
Agent Orange,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Arthur Verocai,
Janne Schatter,
Ronnie Foster,
Soulsonic Force,
Pantytec,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Pop Group,
La Düsseldorf,
D'Angelo,
Fat Boys,
Derrick May,
The Modern Lovers,
Stereo Dub,
Sugar Minott,
Todd Terry,
Cameo,
Flash Fearless,
a-ha,
Kurtis Blow,
the Human League,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Thee Headcoats,
Grandmaster Flash,
Ice-T,
Arcadia,
Max Romeo,
Magma,
Japan,
Country Teasers,
Banda Bassotti,
Neu!,
Deakin,
Marshall Jefferson,
Duran Duran,
Wolf Eyes,
Livin' Joy,
X-102,
Newcleus,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Fugs,
Lightning Bolt,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Eddi Front,
Parry Music,
The Knickerbockers,
Rufus Thomas,
Cluster,
Donny Hathaway,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Echospace,
Vladislav Delay,
The Cowsills,
Siglo XX, Siglo XX, Siglo XX, Siglo XX.
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.