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 Oman and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia 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 1964 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 chamberlin 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 DNA to the rock 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 It's A Beautiful Day. All the underground hits.
All Simply Red tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fort Wilson Riot 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Leaves record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Drive Like Jehu,
Chris & Cosey,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Last Poets,
Pylon,
Glambeats Corp.,
Wolf Eyes,
Black Bananas,
Matthew Halsall,
Lebanon Hanover,
Ice-T,
Quando Quango,
Japan,
Fear,
Yusef Lateef,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Mantronix,
Moss Icon,
Unwound,
E-Dancer,
Lyres,
Terrestrial Tones,
CMW,
Grauzone,
the Sonics,
Patti Smith,
Slave,
Warren Ellis,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Skaos,
Barbara Tucker,
Schoolly D,
Clear Light,
The Motions,
Erasure,
The Happenings,
Theoretical Girls,
Derrick May,
The Human League,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
the Human League,
Cymande,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
The Birthday Party,
Radio Birdman,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Minny Pops,
Audionom,
Jeru the Damaja,
Absolute Body Control,
Lou Christie,
Average White Band,
Unrelated Segments,
EPMD,
The Fall,
Maleditus Sound,
Little Man,
Siglo XX,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell.
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.