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 Azerbaijan and from Cairo.
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 1968 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Fluxion to the dance 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 Martian. All the underground hits.
All Essential Logic tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Alison Limerick record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Cure record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Television Personalities,
Eric Dolphy,
Visage,
F. McDonald,
Kevin Saunderson,
Pagans,
Ice-T,
Bad Manners,
Funky Four + One,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Maleditus Sound,
Pussy Galore,
Pantytec,
Gang Starr,
Althea and Donna,
Fluxion,
Derrick Morgan,
Carl Craig,
Popol Vuh,
Junior Murvin,
Hot Snakes,
Easy Going,
Brass Construction,
Peter and Kerry,
Public Image Ltd.,
Bill Wells,
Rites of Spring,
Technova,
Toni Rubio,
Kenny Larkin,
Clear Light,
Scrapy,
Organ,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Babytalk,
Scan 7,
Whodini,
Blossom Toes,
OOIOO,
Young Marble Giants,
Rotary Connection,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Grass Roots,
Amazonics,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Barrington Levy,
Saccharine Trust,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Lower 48,
Neu!,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Lebanon Hanover,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Scratch Acid,
Derrick May,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Tremeloes,
Kayak,
Boogie Down Productions,
Lindisfarne,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago, Art Ensemble Of Chicago, Art Ensemble Of Chicago, Art Ensemble Of Chicago.
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.