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 Ethiopia and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1965.
I was there at the first Beefheart show in Lancaster.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Half Japanese to the rap kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Mad Mike. All the underground hits.
All Bad Manners tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every F. McDonald record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Joey Negro record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kaleidoscope,
Subhumans,
Panda Bear,
Barclay James Harvest,
Bauhaus,
Ornette Coleman,
Mantronix,
The Cramps,
Arthur Verocai,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Cure,
Bootsy Collins,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Roxette,
The Leaves,
The Fall,
David McCallum,
Sugar Minott,
Anakelly,
Nils Olav,
Franke,
Black Sheep,
Stiv Bators,
Absolute Body Control,
The Searchers,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Raincoats,
Toni Rubio,
Tim Buckley,
Aswad,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Neon Judgement,
Nico,
Colin Newman,
10cc,
Josef K,
Lebanon Hanover,
Henry Cow,
The Human League,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Doors,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Velvet Underground,
The Remains,
Kenny Larkin,
Bob Dylan,
Zapp,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Skatalites,
Pantytec,
Hot Snakes,
Drexciya,
T.S.O.L.,
Lalann,
Mars,
Popol Vuh,
Can,
Carl Craig, Carl Craig, Carl Craig, Carl Craig.
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.