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 Ukraine and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television 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 1967 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Frankie Knuckles to the punk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Man Parrish. All the underground hits.
All This Heat tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Man Parrish 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 '50s 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 Scion record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pantytec,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Section 25,
Boredoms,
Desert Stars,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The American Breed,
In Retrospect,
Barry Ungar,
Tears for Fears,
The Sound,
Charles Mingus,
Soft Machine,
The Gun Club,
Sam Rivers,
Nas,
Nation of Ulysses,
Flash Fearless,
Circle Jerks,
Mantronix,
Swans,
The Associates,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
kango's stein massive,
Whodini,
Franke,
Lee Hazlewood,
Drexciya,
The Smoke,
Donald Byrd,
Public Image Ltd.,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Sällskapet,
Absolute Body Control,
Albert Ayler,
Althea and Donna,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Audionom,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Kenny Larkin,
Half Japanese,
a-ha,
Magma,
John Lydon,
Marine Girls,
Jawbox,
World's Most,
Electric Prunes,
Ossler,
Juan Atkins,
Radiohead,
Mo-Dettes,
Sugar Minott,
Panda Bear,
Young Marble Giants,
Excepter,
Godley & Creme, Godley & Creme, Godley & Creme, Godley & Creme.
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.