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 Colombia and from Paris.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 Donald Fagen 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 Peter & Gordon to the jazz 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 Selector Dub Narcotic. All the underground hits.
All Gary Puckett & The Union Gap tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Unrelated Segments 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cymande record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Angels of Light,
Tropical Tobacco,
Rotary Connection,
Intrusion,
The Star Department,
The Black Dice,
DJ Sneak,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Anthony Braxton,
Sugar Minott,
Sound Behaviour,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Al Stewart,
Moby Grape,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Angry Samoans,
Young Marble Giants,
AZ,
Half Japanese,
Soft Cell,
The Grass Roots,
Circle Jerks,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Banda Bassotti,
Charles Mingus,
Ornette Coleman,
Groovy Waters,
The Doors,
The Happenings,
cv313,
Sparks,
Kerri Chandler,
Public Enemy,
Hashim,
The Durutti Column,
Kerrie Biddell,
Guru Guru,
Whodini,
Altered Images,
The Mojo Men,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Glambeats Corp.,
Alphaville,
Pole,
Black Bananas,
Barbara Tucker,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Laurel Aitken,
Amazonics,
Byron Stingily,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Robert Wyatt,
Patti Smith,
Easy Going,
Jawbox,
The Fire Engines,
Panda Bear,
In Retrospect,
John Coltrane,
Janne Schatter,
Grey Daturas, Grey Daturas, Grey Daturas, Grey Daturas.
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.