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 Turkmenistan and from Manila.
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 1968 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Milan.
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 1983 at the first Art of Noise practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic to the grime 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 Cybotron. All the underground hits.
All Interpol tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Shoche 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Absolute Body Control record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Essential Logic,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Clear Light,
The Velvet Underground,
The Blackbyrds,
Fatback Band,
Scientists,
Arthur Verocai,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Funkadelic,
Girls At Our Best!,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Joy Division,
China Crisis,
Archie Shepp,
Rhythm & Sound,
H. Thieme,
Flash Fearless,
Toni Rubio,
Bootsy Collins,
Josef K,
Model 500,
Maurizio,
Whodini,
Amazonics,
Mars,
Matthew Bourne,
Boogie Down Productions,
Swell Maps,
Rotary Connection,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
A Certain Ratio,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Country Teasers,
Lindisfarne,
Sonny Sharrock,
Wolf Eyes,
Circle Jerks,
Erykah Badu,
Ken Boothe,
Babytalk,
Sister Nancy,
Pantytec,
Lou Christie,
Massinfluence,
The Slits,
Sällskapet,
The Flesh Eaters,
Al Stewart,
Masters at Work,
Lebanon Hanover,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Cowsills,
The Busters,
Jerry Gold Smith,
The Saints,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Bob Dylan,
Aloha Tigers, Aloha Tigers, Aloha Tigers, Aloha Tigers.
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.