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 Togo and from Delhi.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 chamberlin 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 Electric Light Orchestra to the techno 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 Kas Product. All the underground hits.
All JFA tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Archie Shepp record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 sitar and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Glenn Branca,
The Monochrome Set,
Gichy Dan,
Curtis Mayfield,
Fela Kuti,
The Cure,
K-Klass,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Tubeway Army,
Ossler,
John Foxx,
Sam Rivers,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Todd Terry,
Rotary Connection,
Alison Limerick,
Judy Mowatt,
Yusef Lateef,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Lightning Bolt,
The Raincoats,
Cecil Taylor,
The Last Poets,
The Blues Magoos,
Donny Hathaway,
Goldenarms,
The Residents,
Laurel Aitken,
Eyeless In Gaza,
UT,
T.S.O.L.,
The Toasters,
Susan Cadogan,
Quantec,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Busters,
Talk Talk,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Grandmaster Flash,
Swans,
June Days,
Tears for Fears,
ABBA,
China Crisis,
Second Layer,
Jawbox,
Gang Starr,
Drive Like Jehu,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Rapeman,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Stereo Dub,
Technova,
Deepchord,
Danielle Patucci,
Flash Fearless,
Public Image Ltd.,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Crooked Eye,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Clear Light, Clear Light, Clear Light, Clear Light.
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.