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 Trinidad & Tobago and from Tehran.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 David Bowie 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 Vladislav Delay to the grime 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 The Count Five. All the underground hits.
All Matthew Halsall tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Donny Hathaway record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Terror Squad Feat. Camron record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Flipper,
Davy DMX,
The Litter,
Easy Going,
The Pretty Things,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Birthday Party,
Public Image Ltd.,
Sight & Sound,
The Misunderstood,
Malaria!,
Kool Moe Dee,
Laurel Aitken,
Moss Icon,
Guru Guru,
Tim Buckley,
Index,
Con Funk Shun,
Eddi Front,
China Crisis,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Eve St. Jones,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Bob Dylan,
Joe Smooth,
The Monks,
Rapeman,
Minny Pops,
the Fania All-Stars,
Joyce Sims,
The Invisible,
Radiohead,
Cymande,
Lightning Bolt,
The Blackbyrds,
Eric Dolphy,
Quantec,
Neil Young,
Jeff Lynne,
Roxy Music,
Derrick Morgan,
Hoover,
Outsiders,
JFA,
Black Sheep,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Radiopuhelimet,
Banda Bassotti,
Porter Ricks,
Negative Approach,
Altered Images,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Pantytec,
Accadde A,
Roxette,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Wolf Eyes, Wolf Eyes, Wolf Eyes, Wolf Eyes.
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.