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 Peru and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise 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 1964 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 sitar 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 Pierre Henry to the grime 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 The Music Machine. All the underground hits.
All Siglo XX tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 sitar and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Liliput record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Soft Cell,
The Zeros,
Donald Byrd,
A Certain Ratio,
The Black Dice,
Japan,
Howard Jones,
The Mummies,
Fat Boys,
Vladislav Delay,
Soulsonic Force,
Jimmy McGriff,
Minnie Riperton,
Harry Pussy,
Fugazi,
Young Marble Giants,
Outsiders,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
L. Decosne,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Divine Comedy,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Robert Hood,
Swell Maps,
Trumans Water,
The Cramps,
FM Einheit,
KRS-One,
The Smoke,
Silicon Teens,
These Immortal Souls,
Franke,
Jawbox,
Lakeside,
Terry Callier,
The Kinks,
Gang of Four,
Neil Young,
Fatback Band,
John Cale,
Oblivians,
The Monochrome Set,
Whodini,
Zero Boys,
The Fugs,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Joe Finger,
Jeff Lynne,
The Birthday Party,
Glambeats Corp.,
Sarah Menescal,
Gang Gang Dance,
One Last Wish,
Nick Fraelich,
Spandau Ballet,
The Standells,
Scott Walker,
Lungfish,
Kenny Larkin,
Black Sheep,
48th St. Collective,
Banda Bassotti, Banda Bassotti, Banda Bassotti, Banda Bassotti.
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.