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 Albania and from Mumbai.
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 1967 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and New York.
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 1965 at the first Beefheart practice in a loft in Lancaster.
I was working on the marimba 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 These Immortal Souls to the punk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Organ. All the underground hits.
All Altered Images tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Blues Magoos record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scan 7 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Heaven 17,
Oneida,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
the Germs,
These Immortal Souls,
Erykah Badu,
Eric B and Rakim,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
KRS-One,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Throbbing Gristle,
Ronnie Foster,
Brand Nubian,
Suicide,
Radiohead,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Max Romeo,
Television,
Deakin,
Don Cherry,
Roxette,
Harpers Bizarre,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Wake,
Scott Walker,
Neu!,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Scrapy,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
48th St. Collective,
Stereo Dub,
Boz Scaggs,
Wings,
Cymande,
EPMD,
Niagra,
Robert Wyatt,
Slave,
Crooked Eye,
Ralphi Rosario,
Fatback Band,
Gang Green,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Mandrill,
Underground Resistance,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Chris & Cosey,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Spoonie Gee,
Flamin' Groovies,
Mantronix,
Arcadia,
the Bar-Kays,
Man Parrish,
Intrusion,
Silicon Teens,
Marine Girls,
The Toasters,
Carl Craig,
Dark Day,
The Slits,
Donald Byrd,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam.
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.