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 Singapore and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1962 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Manila.
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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Scrapy to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Heavy D & The Boyz. All the underground hits.
All Thinking Fellers Union Local 282 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Soft Cell record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a MDC record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ash Ra Tempel,
Quando Quango,
Colin Newman,
Skaos,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Au Pairs,
Qualms,
DJ Sneak,
The Golliwogs,
Desert Stars,
Sonic Youth,
Mark Hollis,
Minny Pops,
Q and Not U,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Evens,
Public Enemy,
Stereo Dub,
Silicon Teens,
Erasure,
Boz Scaggs,
Rotary Connection,
Tubeway Army,
Circle Jerks,
Angry Samoans,
Skriet,
Soft Machine,
The Moleskins,
Jawbox,
The Standells,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Livin' Joy,
Letta Mbulu,
Altered Images,
Camberwell Now,
Sister Nancy,
Infiniti,
Idris Muhammad,
Godley & Creme,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Scratch Acid,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Throbbing Gristle,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Kerri Chandler,
Davy DMX,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Tommy Roe,
Lucky Dragons,
Banda Bassotti,
Jeru the Damaja,
Andrew Hill,
The Gories,
The Doobie Brothers,
June Days,
Soft Cell,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Donny Hathaway,
Unrelated Segments,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Ajijia Myrayebe, Ajijia Myrayebe, Ajijia Myrayebe, Ajijia Myrayebe.
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.