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 Panama and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1965 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 1976 at the first Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the organ 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 Lindisfarne to the techno 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 Sixth Finger. All the underground hits.
All Pierre Henry tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Seeds 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Country Joe & The Fish,
Cymande,
Al Stewart,
Arcadia,
Eddi Front,
the Bar-Kays,
Lightning Bolt,
Groovy Waters,
Alton Ellis,
Cluster,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Young Marble Giants,
Chrome,
Moss Icon,
Lalo Schifrin,
Amazonics,
Soft Cell,
Black Flag,
Peter & Gordon,
The Grass Roots,
Black Sheep,
Johnny Clarke,
The Blues Magoos,
Ludus,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Faust,
Sound Behaviour,
Suburban Knight,
Thee Headcoats,
Excepter,
Section 25,
Junior Murvin,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Yazoo,
Eli Mardock,
Max Romeo,
Albert Ayler,
Cybotron,
The Fire Engines,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Qualms,
Bluetip,
Skaos,
The Walker Brothers,
Ronan,
Dual Sessions,
Monks,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Vladislav Delay,
Cheater Slicks,
Fatback Band,
The Dave Clark Five,
Kurtis Blow,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
D'Angelo,
Scrapy,
Mo-Dettes,
The Golliwogs,
Skarface,
Warsaw,
Shuggie Otis,
Kool Moe Dee,
Sunsets and Hearts,
JFA, JFA, JFA, JFA.
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.