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 Liechtenstein and from Jakarta.
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 1962 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 Nile Rodgers 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 The Vogues 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 Zero Boys. All the underground hits.
All John Coltrane tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lower 48 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kings Of Tomorrow record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron 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 Divine Comedy,
Quantec,
Arab on Radar,
New Order,
48th St. Collective,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Vainqueur,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Smoke,
Pet Shop Boys,
Morten Harket,
The Associates,
Joe Smooth,
Dual Sessions,
Harry Pussy,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Das Ding,
The Blues Magoos,
The Real Kids,
Parry Music,
Susan Cadogan,
Bauhaus,
The Names,
Lungfish,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Ohio Players,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
David Bowie,
Boogie Down Productions,
Rosa Yemen,
Faraquet,
Sister Nancy,
Barry Ungar,
The Shadows of Knight,
Qualms,
The Move,
Wolf Eyes,
The Slackers,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Standells,
Maleditus Sound,
Minny Pops,
Yellowson,
R.M.O.,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Danielle Patucci,
Babytalk,
Chrome,
Stetsasonic,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Glenn Branca,
The Stooges,
The Cowsills,
John Lydon,
Ralphi Rosario,
Public Image Ltd.,
Bad Manners,
The Monochrome Set,
Tomorrow,
Symarip,
Kayak, Kayak, Kayak, Kayak.
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.