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 Latvia and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Patti Smith to the grime 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 Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz. All the underground hits.
All Ornette Coleman tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Echo & the Bunnymen 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a U.S. Maple record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
kango's stein massive,
Underground Resistance,
Sparks,
Inner City,
Stetsasonic,
The Zeros,
Isaac Hayes,
Marcia Griffiths,
Gastr Del Sol,
Scientists,
Accadde A,
Animal Collective,
Swell Maps,
K-Klass,
Lakeside,
the Human League,
Mission of Burma,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Basic Channel,
One Last Wish,
AZ,
Drexciya,
Charles Mingus,
Matthew Halsall,
Outsiders,
H. Thieme,
Bobby Byrd,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Barbara Tucker,
Derrick May,
The Trojans,
Big Daddy Kane,
R.M.O.,
Reagan Youth,
The Black Dice,
Arthur Verocai,
Lalann,
Aloha Tigers,
Yazoo,
Laurel Aitken,
Ituana,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Jeff Mills,
Boredoms,
Lungfish,
The United States of America,
Sandy B,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Pylon,
Slave,
Funkadelic,
Sixth Finger,
Procol Harum,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Ludus,
Stiv Bators,
Joensuu 1685,
The Saints,
Junior Murvin,
Soft Cell,
The Offenders, The Offenders, The Offenders, The Offenders.
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.