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 Eritrea and from Lagos.
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 1966 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and New York.
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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Prince Buster to the rock 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 Mary Jane Girls. All the underground hits.
All OOIOO tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Faraquet 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Albert Ayler record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Maurizio,
Robert Wyatt,
Royal Trux,
Erykah Badu,
Kenny Larkin,
Pussy Galore,
Reuben Wilson,
Ituana,
The Skatalites,
E-Dancer,
Faust,
D'Angelo,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Josef K,
Derrick Morgan,
Marshall Jefferson,
Stiv Bators,
Rites of Spring,
Robert Hood,
Leonard Cohen,
Brass Construction,
Joy Division,
Arcadia,
Absolute Body Control,
The Blues Magoos,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Offenders,
Minutemen,
Alison Limerick,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Misunderstood,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Marvin Gaye,
John Holt,
Terry Callier,
Blake Baxter,
Graham Central Station,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Livin' Joy,
Moss Icon,
The Names,
Unrelated Segments,
Zero Boys,
Kerrie Biddell,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Remains,
Ossler,
Chrome,
Procol Harum,
Depeche Mode,
Moby Grape,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Skarface,
Eddi Front,
Roger Hodgson,
The Neon Judgement,
Bootsy Collins,
Bang On A Can,
kango's stein massive,
U.S. Maple,
James White and The Blacks,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Red Krayola, The Red Krayola, The Red Krayola, The Red Krayola.
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.