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 Paraguay and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South 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 1960 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 Donald Fagen 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 Monks to the techno kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Peter and Kerry. All the underground hits.
All Bauhaus tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Connie Case record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 a mellotron and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jacob Miller record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
KRS-One,
Gong,
K-Klass,
John Holt,
Sixth Finger,
Vladislav Delay,
Skaos,
DJ Style,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Joyce Sims,
Amon Düül,
John Coltrane,
Jerry Gold Smith,
JFA,
Marshall Jefferson,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Slackers,
The Electric Prunes,
Cameo,
Radiohead,
Tres Demented,
Marvin Gaye,
the Fania All-Stars,
Anakelly,
Model 500,
David McCallum,
Tom Boy,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
X-Ray Spex,
Boredoms,
Ten City,
Rites of Spring,
Pulsallama,
The Martian,
Morten Harket,
Gregory Isaacs,
Wolf Eyes,
Black Flag,
Alice Coltrane,
Au Pairs,
Wire,
Lou Christie,
Arab on Radar,
Dual Sessions,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Barracudas,
Pagans,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Divine Comedy,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Cosmic Jokers,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Moss Icon,
Roy Ayers,
Fatback Band,
The Standells,
The Gap Band,
Nirvana,
Minny Pops,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Camouflage, Camouflage, Camouflage, Camouflage.
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.