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 Bahamas and from London.
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 1963 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Godley & Creme to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Delon & Dalcan. All the underground hits.
All Wings tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every EPMD record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Cosmic Jokers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Bar-Kays,
Bluetip,
Lindisfarne,
The Mojo Men,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Amon Düül,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Moby Grape,
Throbbing Gristle,
Porter Ricks,
KRS-One,
Al Stewart,
Kayak,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Tom Boy,
Warren Ellis,
Andrew Hill,
Rapeman,
Hoover,
Max Romeo,
Lower 48,
Thompson Twins,
D'Angelo,
Agent Orange,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Jeff Mills,
The Dave Clark Five,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Liliput,
Marcia Griffiths,
DJ Sneak,
the Fania All-Stars,
Talk Talk,
Funky Four + One,
The Techniques,
Ice-T,
Rosa Yemen,
The Fortunes,
Wire,
Newcleus,
DJ Style,
Make Up,
The Cramps,
The Smoke,
Gregory Isaacs,
Beasts of Bourbon,
The Dead C,
One Last Wish,
The Wake,
Kevin Saunderson,
Magazine,
Dave Gahan,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Lightning Bolt,
Cymande,
Skriet,
ABC,
Flamin' Groovies,
New Order,
Radiohead,
Alphaville, Alphaville, Alphaville, Alphaville.
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.