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 Qatar and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1966 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
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 Black Flag to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 AZ. All the underground hits.
All The Human League tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Harmonia 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a B.T. Express record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba 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?
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Peter and Kerry,
Index,
Black Sheep,
Dave Gahan,
Das Ding,
Slave,
Iggy Pop,
Throbbing Gristle,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
John Foxx,
Unrelated Segments,
Delta 5,
Minnie Riperton,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Neon Judgement,
Section 25,
Maurizio,
Magma,
Barclay James Harvest,
Spandau Ballet,
Agitation Free,
Newcleus,
Joensuu 1685,
Clear Light,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Grass Roots,
Skarface,
Bad Manners,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Guru Guru,
The Trojans,
Radiohead,
Mission of Burma,
The Sound,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Lalo Schifrin,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Urselle,
Sex Pistols,
Dorothy Ashby,
Slick Rick,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Arthur Verocai,
the Bar-Kays,
Brand Nubian,
Mars,
Prince Buster,
X-Ray Spex,
The Cosmic Jokers,
The Shadows of Knight,
Rekid,
Visage,
The Angels of Light,
Sixth Finger,
Blossom Toes,
Scan 7,
Howard Jones,
Alice Coltrane,
Max Romeo,
China Crisis,
Zero Boys, Zero Boys, Zero Boys, Zero Boys.
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.