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 United Kingdom and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1970.
I was there at the first Onyeabor show in Enugu.
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 1966 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 spring reverb 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 Terror Squad Feat. Camron 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 Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic. All the underground hits.
All Youth Brigade tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bauhaus 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Oblivians record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Rotary Connection,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Bauhaus,
Vainqueur,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Glambeats Corp.,
Shoche,
Nirvana,
Ultravox,
Oblivians,
Mantronix,
Black Bananas,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Nico,
The Cramps,
Gil Scott Heron,
Erasure,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Peter and Kerry,
DJ Style,
The Young Rascals,
F. McDonald,
Pet Shop Boys,
Camouflage,
Joy Division,
Tim Buckley,
The Cure,
The Gladiators,
Hashim,
Boredoms,
Dennis Brown,
Fat Boys,
Wolf Eyes,
Kevin Saunderson,
Rosa Yemen,
The Smoke,
the Human League,
Liliput,
World's Most,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Derrick Morgan,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Grass Roots,
Supertramp,
Soulsonic Force,
Quadrant,
Marvin Gaye,
MC5,
X-Ray Spex,
David McCallum,
The Gun Club,
The Black Dice,
Pere Ubu,
Skaos, Skaos, Skaos, Skaos.
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.