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 Costa Rica and from Accra.
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 1961 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 1970 at the first Onyeabor practice in a loft in Enugu.
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 Jawbox to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Scan 7. All the underground hits.
All Harpers Bizarre tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Heaven 17 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Throbbing Gristle record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sex Pistols,
The Cure,
The Flesh Eaters,
Suburban Knight,
The Slackers,
Make Up,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Negative Approach,
Magma,
Radiopuhelimet,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Kevin Saunderson,
Glambeats Corp.,
Can,
Crispy Ambulance,
The Barracudas,
Lalo Schifrin,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Ohio Players,
The Dead C,
B.T. Express,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Alton Ellis,
The Gap Band,
Ultravox,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
E-Dancer,
The Knickerbockers,
Spoonie Gee,
Q65,
Alphaville,
The Red Krayola,
The Mummies,
Peter & Gordon,
Nik Kershaw,
Au Pairs,
Sight & Sound,
Faust,
KRS-One,
Pet Shop Boys,
Angry Samoans,
Terry Callier,
Babytalk,
Desert Stars,
Sonic Youth,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Neon Judgement,
Flash Fearless,
Kurtis Blow,
Visage,
Little Man,
Gregory Isaacs,
Gastr Del Sol,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Yazoo,
The Searchers,
Moebius,
Big Daddy Kane,
Alice Coltrane,
Pagans, Pagans, Pagans, Pagans.
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.