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 Syria and from Sao Paulo.
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 1967 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 snare 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 Boredoms to the funk 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 Das Ding. All the underground hits.
All Easy Going tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Spoonie Gee record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 808 and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rhythm & Sound record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Moby Grape,
The Electric Prunes,
Gong,
A Certain Ratio,
Joey Negro,
Pulsallama,
Mars,
Darondo,
Arab on Radar,
Gang Starr,
T.S.O.L.,
Eric Copeland,
Joe Finger,
Jimmy McGriff,
X-Ray Spex,
Josef K,
Ponytail,
Cal Tjader,
Magma,
Babytalk,
Morten Harket,
Michelle Simonal,
Robert Wyatt,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Prince Buster,
The Toasters,
Arcadia,
Groovy Waters,
Jesper Dahlback,
Echospace,
Faraquet,
The Moleskins,
Can,
Excepter,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Motions,
June Days,
Quantec,
Boredoms,
Altered Images,
Frankie Knuckles,
The United States of America,
Gerry Rafferty,
Masters at Work,
Leonard Cohen,
Gastr Del Sol,
Lightning Bolt,
The Detroit Cobras,
Liliput,
Lalo Schifrin,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Rekid,
Ralphi Rosario,
Joy Division,
Chrome,
Drexciya,
Junior Murvin,
a-ha,
New Age Steppers, New Age Steppers, New Age Steppers, New Age Steppers.
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.