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 Bahamas and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise 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 Tokyo and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 Robert Palmer 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 The Index to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Dual Sessions. All the underground hits.
All Eli Mardock tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Curtis Mayfield 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Wolf Eyes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Peter & Gordon,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Echospace,
Jesper Dahlback,
Lightning Bolt,
Marc Almond,
Rites of Spring,
X-102,
Matthew Bourne,
The Standells,
Neil Young,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Remains,
A Certain Ratio,
U.S. Maple,
June Days,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Gap Band,
Half Japanese,
Gastr Del Sol,
Roxette,
Lalo Schifrin,
Darondo,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Pretty Things,
Intrusion,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Ice-T,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Amon Düül,
New Age Steppers,
Marvin Gaye,
Ronan,
Surgeon,
Q65,
the Slits,
Babytalk,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Yazoo,
the Sonics,
Interpol,
LL Cool J,
Amazonics,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Janne Schatter,
Brand Nubian,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Skarface,
Sugar Minott,
Delta 5,
The Names,
Suicide,
Funkadelic,
Joey Negro,
Swans,
New York Dolls,
Byron Stingily,
Eden Ahbez,
The Skatalites,
Marine Girls,
The Cure,
Blossom Toes,
The Velvet Underground,
Kurtis Blow, Kurtis Blow, Kurtis Blow, Kurtis Blow.
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.