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 Poland and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1966 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the clarinet 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 Tubeway Army to the rock 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 The Dirtbombs. All the underground hits.
All Boredoms tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nico record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 guitar and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Art Ensemble Of Chicago record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Mighty Diamonds,
Tom Boy,
Aaron Thompson,
Zero Boys,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Rites of Spring,
Easy Going,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Joensuu 1685,
Pet Shop Boys,
Grey Daturas,
Chris Corsano,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Slave,
Grauzone,
The Pretty Things,
Liliput,
Desert Stars,
Fatback Band,
The Happenings,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Litter,
Sexual Harrassment,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Boredoms,
Subhumans,
A Certain Ratio,
Average White Band,
Gang Green,
Albert Ayler,
Gabor Szabo,
The Residents,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Lightning Bolt,
Ice-T,
Moby Grape,
The Five Americans,
Althea and Donna,
T.S.O.L.,
KRS-One,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
H. Thieme,
Carl Craig,
Maurizio,
Nils Olav,
The Real Kids,
The Stooges,
The Gap Band,
Nick Fraelich,
The Human League,
Yazoo,
the Fania All-Stars,
Interpol,
Infiniti,
Reuben Wilson,
Joe Finger,
Sound Behaviour,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Hashim,
DJ Style,
Stiv Bators, Stiv Bators, Stiv Bators, Stiv Bators.
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.