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 Palau and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1965.
I was there at the first Beefheart show in Lancaster.
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 1960 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 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 Dorothy Ashby to the rap kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 The Sonics. All the underground hits.
All The Last Poets tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sonic Youth record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 spring reverb and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Basic Channel record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Au Pairs,
Ornette Coleman,
kango's stein massive,
Mission of Burma,
Sonic Youth,
Kaleidoscope,
Jesper Dahlback,
Qualms,
Kayak,
Donald Byrd,
Yellowson,
T. Rex,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Rites of Spring,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Groovy Waters,
Silicon Teens,
Hoover,
Radiohead,
The Dead C,
Liliput,
Gang of Four,
Duran Duran,
The Techniques,
Toni Rubio,
The Misunderstood,
Bobby Byrd,
Bush Tetras,
The Music Machine,
Youth Brigade,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Laurel Aitken,
Echospace,
The Fortunes,
A Certain Ratio,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Public Enemy,
Marmalade,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Bauhaus,
Hardrive,
Basic Channel,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Reuben Wilson,
Andrew Hill,
Organ,
Gregory Isaacs,
Howard Jones,
Peter and Kerry,
The Sound,
Public Image Ltd.,
These Immortal Souls,
Erykah Badu,
Vainqueur,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
EPMD,
Lower 48,
Johnny Osbourne,
Zero Boys,
Malaria!,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Man Eating Sloth,
Massinfluence, Massinfluence, Massinfluence, Massinfluence.
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.