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 Congo and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 snare 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 Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Cameo. All the underground hits.
All Alton Ellis tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Fluxion,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Cowsills,
Peter and Kerry,
Sparks,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Sight & Sound,
Throbbing Gristle,
Dark Day,
Excepter,
Yellowson,
Quadrant,
Gang Green,
The Smoke,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Gap Band,
F. McDonald,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Lalo Schifrin,
Nation of Ulysses,
Camouflage,
X-Ray Spex,
The Monks,
Slick Rick,
Public Enemy,
The Gun Club,
Technova,
Johnny Clarke,
Hoover,
The Fugs,
Sexual Harrassment,
Adolescents,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Urselle,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Jacques Brel,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Connie Case,
Ken Boothe,
La Düsseldorf,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Minny Pops,
Hardrive,
Mo-Dettes,
Rotary Connection,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Monolake,
Howard Jones,
Terrestrial Tones,
Essential Logic,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Harmonia,
Severed Heads,
Idris Muhammad,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Tommy Roe,
Johnny Osbourne,
Gong,
Minutemen,
Drive Like Jehu, Drive Like Jehu, Drive Like Jehu, Drive Like Jehu.
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.