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 Spain and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1965.
I was there at the first Beefheart show in Lancaster.
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 1961 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Art Ensemble Of Chicago to the disco kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Eric B and Rakim. All the underground hits.
All The Mojo Men tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Brick 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Duran Duran record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Juan Atkins,
Piero Umiliani,
Mark Hollis,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Basic Channel,
Lucky Dragons,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Sister Nancy,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Quantec,
Erykah Badu,
The Litter,
10cc,
The Mummies,
The Shadows of Knight,
Deakin,
Harmonia,
The Standells,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Remains,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Fall,
Eddi Front,
Adolescents,
Talk Talk,
Kaleidoscope,
Albert Ayler,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Visage,
Althea and Donna,
Ituana,
Magma,
Nick Fraelich,
Dennis Brown,
Maurizio,
Spoonie Gee,
Groovy Waters,
Marc Almond,
D'Angelo,
Aural Exciters,
Kevin Saunderson,
Heaven 17,
The Fire Engines,
Agitation Free,
The Kinks,
The Moleskins,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Ossler,
The Pop Group,
Buzzcocks,
Mars,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The Birthday Party,
The Busters,
Patti Smith,
Jerry's Kids,
Newcleus,
Icehouse, Icehouse, Icehouse, Icehouse.
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.