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 Australia and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1965 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 1976 at the first Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Pere Ubu to the funk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Soul Sonic Force. All the underground hits.
All Scan 7 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every James White and The Blacks 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Peter & Gordon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Glenn Branca,
Bootsy Collins,
OOIOO,
The Slits,
Lucky Dragons,
The Music Machine,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Detroit Cobras,
The Gap Band,
Michelle Simonal,
Fluxion,
Slave,
B.T. Express,
Pierre Henry,
8 Eyed Spy,
Absolute Body Control,
Neu!,
FM Einheit,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Minnie Riperton,
Maleditus Sound,
Swans,
The Gories,
Negative Approach,
Parry Music,
Derrick May,
Reagan Youth,
The Knickerbockers,
Vainqueur,
Moebius,
Groovy Waters,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Crime,
Duran Duran,
Subhumans,
Chrome,
Ten City,
Index,
New York Dolls,
Mission of Burma,
Robert Hood,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Lalann,
Rhythm & Sound,
Skaos,
Flash Fearless,
Eyeless In Gaza,
CMW,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
These Immortal Souls,
F. McDonald,
Connie Case,
Judy Mowatt,
Niagra,
kango's stein massive,
Tubeway Army,
PIL,
Kayak,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Royal Trux,
U.S. Maple, U.S. Maple, U.S. Maple, U.S. Maple.
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.