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 United Kingdom and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South 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 1967 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Human League to the grunge 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 Black Sheep. All the underground hits.
All Magazine tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Johnny Osbourne 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Barry Ungar record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gang Starr,
Mary Jane Girls,
Terry Callier,
Soft Cell,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Derrick Morgan,
Eric B and Rakim,
Alison Limerick,
In Retrospect,
Brass Construction,
Depeche Mode,
Aaron Thompson,
Laurel Aitken,
Rekid,
Outsiders,
Pole,
Fear,
the Sonics,
Fad Gadget,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Icehouse,
Judy Mowatt,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
kango's stein massive,
Neil Young,
Audionom,
Curtis Mayfield,
Flipper,
The Index,
Stiv Bators,
Eric Copeland,
Janne Schatter,
Graham Central Station,
Monks,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Anakelly,
Deadbeat,
Silicon Teens,
Crash Course in Science,
New Age Steppers,
The Mummies,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Eve St. Jones,
The Count Five,
the Swans,
Nation of Ulysses,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Von Mondo,
Shoche,
Crispy Ambulance,
Black Moon,
OOIOO,
Toni Rubio,
Malaria!,
Glenn Branca,
Alphaville,
The Blackbyrds,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Pagans,
Piero Umiliani,
Colin Newman,
Letta Mbulu, Letta Mbulu, Letta Mbulu, Letta Mbulu.
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.