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 China and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 linndrum 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 Newcleus to the techno 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 Mission of Burma. All the underground hits.
All La Düsseldorf tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Adolescents record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 linndrum and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scan 7 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lightning Bolt,
The Birthday Party,
Sam Rivers,
Sixth Finger,
the Normal,
Bobby Byrd,
The Toasters,
Nik Kershaw,
Mission of Burma,
The Grass Roots,
Charles Mingus,
Isaac Hayes,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Fortunes,
Bootsy Collins,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Slackers,
James White and The Blacks,
Erykah Badu,
Ohio Players,
Boredoms,
Panda Bear,
Godley & Creme,
The Names,
The Stooges,
Public Enemy,
8 Eyed Spy,
Moby Grape,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Residents,
Brand Nubian,
These Immortal Souls,
Jeff Mills,
The Monochrome Set,
Talk Talk,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Fluxion,
Agent Orange,
Thompson Twins,
Roxy Music,
The Young Rascals,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Smiths,
Q and Not U,
Crispian St. Peters,
Camberwell Now,
Marc Almond,
Blancmange,
Unrelated Segments,
Reagan Youth,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Joensuu 1685,
Fear,
Animal Collective,
Goldenarms,
The New Christs,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Das Ding, Das Ding, Das Ding, Das Ding.
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.