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 Philippines and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1965.
I was there at the first Beefheart show in Lancaster.
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 1960 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Lagos.
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 1983 at the first Art of Noise practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Can 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 X-102. All the underground hits.
All John Cale tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cal Tjader 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Anthony Braxton record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dorothy Ashby,
Vainqueur,
Little Man,
Reagan Youth,
Susan Cadogan,
Lower 48,
The Zeros,
Talk Talk,
Gang Green,
Make Up,
Sound Behaviour,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Scion,
ABC,
Althea and Donna,
Das Ding,
The Standells,
Nik Kershaw,
the Germs,
Intrusion,
Radiopuhelimet,
Ornette Coleman,
The Move,
Angry Samoans,
David Bowie,
Charles Mingus,
Yellowson,
Visage,
Peter & Gordon,
The Mojo Men,
Ultra Naté,
Moebius,
The Grass Roots,
These Immortal Souls,
Gichy Dan,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Toni Rubio,
The Sound,
Stetsasonic,
A Certain Ratio,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Boz Scaggs,
Jeru the Damaja,
Inner City,
The Modern Lovers,
The Raincoats,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
June Days,
B.T. Express,
Average White Band,
Flipper,
kango's stein massive,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Moss Icon,
Fela Kuti,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Misunderstood,
Robert Görl,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Matthew Halsall,
Marcia Griffiths,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
D'Angelo, D'Angelo, D'Angelo, D'Angelo.
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.