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 Honduras and from Philadelphia.
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 1966 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Calgary.
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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the oboe 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 Pylon to the grime kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Gang Starr. All the underground hits.
All Wire tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Khruangbin 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Marc Almond record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The New Christs,
The Knickerbockers,
Magma,
The Raincoats,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Big Daddy Kane,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Velvet Underground,
Derrick May,
Crooked Eye,
Reagan Youth,
Amon Düül II,
Oblivians,
Panda Bear,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
The Birthday Party,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
The Trojans,
The Offenders,
Harpers Bizarre,
Jawbox,
The Happenings,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Mission of Burma,
Lalann,
The Techniques,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Essential Logic,
Motorama,
Intrusion,
Lee Hazlewood,
Throbbing Gristle,
Janne Schatter,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Talk Talk,
Crispian St. Peters,
The Doors,
Ultra Naté,
Nation of Ulysses,
Mandrill,
Moss Icon,
X-102,
Alphaville,
Excepter,
Harmonia,
The Residents,
Lalo Schifrin,
Idris Muhammad,
Sister Nancy,
Camberwell Now,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Dorothy Ashby,
The Cowsills,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Donny Hathaway,
Soul II Soul,
Glambeats Corp.,
Desert Stars, Desert Stars, Desert Stars, Desert Stars.
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.