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 Zimbabwe and from Manila.
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 1962 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 chamberlin 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 Minny Pops to the rap kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 KRS-One. All the underground hits.
All Q65 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Hasil Adkins record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 harpsichord and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Eurythmics record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
MC5,
Fugazi,
Rites of Spring,
Lebanon Hanover,
Livin' Joy,
T.S.O.L.,
Negative Approach,
Colin Newman,
CMW,
Shoche,
Fear,
The Move,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Magazine,
Adolescents,
Animal Collective,
Prince Buster,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Sällskapet,
Marcia Griffiths,
Matthew Halsall,
PIL,
Brick,
LL Cool J,
Japan,
Nils Olav,
Robert Görl,
Q and Not U,
The American Breed,
The Tremeloes,
Bill Near,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Ultimate Spinach,
Radiopuhelimet,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Jacob Miller,
Blossom Toes,
The Invisible,
Crispian St. Peters,
Urselle,
Zapp,
Chris Corsano,
Sex Pistols,
Stiv Bators,
Blake Baxter,
Sonic Youth,
Nas,
Isaac Hayes,
Nirvana,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
OOIOO,
Hasil Adkins,
Gang Starr,
Gastr Del Sol,
Masters at Work,
Little Man,
Siglo XX,
Fluxion, Fluxion, Fluxion, Fluxion.
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.