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 Georgia and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage 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 1960 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 In Retrospect to the punk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Pretty Things. All the underground hits.
All Animal Collective tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eli Mardock record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Roy Ayers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Model 500,
Darondo,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Ronan,
The Golliwogs,
David Axelrod,
The Sound,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Soulsonic Force,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
X-102,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Susan Cadogan,
Minutemen,
James White and The Blacks,
One Last Wish,
Ultra Naté,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
K-Klass,
Sällskapet,
Delta 5,
Sixth Finger,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Sonny Sharrock,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Brick,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Interpol,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Howard Jones,
Minnie Riperton,
the Sonics,
Ten City,
Lou Christie,
Black Moon,
Jawbox,
Nils Olav,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Mandrill,
PIL,
The Raincoats,
CMW,
Altered Images,
Kerrie Biddell,
Cybotron,
The Beau Brummels,
Ludus,
Anthony Braxton,
Godley & Creme,
The Residents,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Iggy Pop,
The Trojans,
The Monks,
Wally Richardson,
ABBA,
Henry Cow,
The Moleskins,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu, Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu, Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu, Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu.
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.