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 Burundi and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia 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 1968 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Zeros to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Eden Ahbez. All the underground hits.
All Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Harry Pussy record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Excepter record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Guru Guru,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Little Man,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Dave Clark Five,
Matthew Halsall,
Kevin Saunderson,
Buzzcocks,
Mad Mike,
Cal Tjader,
Surgeon,
The American Breed,
Soul Sonic Force,
Rakim,
The Victims,
Public Enemy,
The Invisible,
Patti Smith,
FM Einheit,
The Modern Lovers,
Marc Almond,
Intrusion,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Yaz,
Echospace,
Lower 48,
Flash Fearless,
Das Ding,
Sugar Minott,
Fatback Band,
Sixth Finger,
Camouflage,
The Martian,
Funkadelic,
Erasure,
Robert Hood,
Rites of Spring,
The Mojo Men,
Saccharine Trust,
The Human League,
Henry Cow,
Janne Schatter,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Nick Fraelich,
The Real Kids,
A Certain Ratio,
Agitation Free,
Rapeman,
the Human League,
Bauhaus,
Junior Murvin,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Evens,
Chrome,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Stetsasonic,
K-Klass,
Ralphi Rosario,
Althea and Donna,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Franke, Franke, Franke, Franke.
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.