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 Mongolia and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Wire show in Watford.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 oboe 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 Aaron Thompson to the electroclash 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 Morten Harket. All the underground hits.
All Tubeway Army tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sugar Minott record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Crash Course in Science record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Marine Girls,
Lucky Dragons,
Ultimate Spinach,
Glambeats Corp.,
Saccharine Trust,
The Selecter,
The Slackers,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Stiv Bators,
Steve Hackett,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Doobie Brothers,
Kerrie Biddell,
Gil Scott Heron,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Five Americans,
Model 500,
Monolake,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Make Up,
The Gladiators,
Graham Central Station,
Max Romeo,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Jawbox,
Todd Rundgren,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Anakelly,
Anthony Braxton,
Deepchord,
Deadbeat,
The Moody Blues,
8 Eyed Spy,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Piero Umiliani,
Rhythm & Sound,
Soul Sonic Force,
KRS-One,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Real Kids,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Newcleus,
The Sound,
The Walker Brothers,
Ossler,
Minor Threat,
Loose Ends,
Curtis Mayfield,
Sugar Minott,
The Monochrome Set,
Electric Prunes,
Pole,
Second Layer,
Gabor Szabo,
The Beau Brummels,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Flipper,
Erykah Badu, Erykah Badu, Erykah Badu, Erykah Badu.
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.