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 Rwanda and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 1965 at the first Beefheart practice in a loft in Lancaster.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Monks to the techno 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 Yusef Lateef. All the underground hits.
All Gichy Dan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Smoke record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 linndrum and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Delon & Dalcan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Don Cherry,
Ponytail,
Max Romeo,
Organ,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Crooked Eye,
Buzzcocks,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Evens,
Radiohead,
The Mummies,
Leonard Cohen,
Graham Central Station,
Zero Boys,
a-ha,
The Techniques,
Gong,
Nico,
Gang of Four,
Moss Icon,
The Fire Engines,
Faust,
Soul II Soul,
Procol Harum,
Mandrill,
Metal Thangz,
The Fortunes,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Babytalk,
Agent Orange,
Pere Ubu,
Amon Düül,
Erykah Badu,
Hoover,
Warsaw,
Yaz,
Reuben Wilson,
Scion,
Marc Almond,
Urselle,
Agitation Free,
Sandy B,
10cc,
Basic Channel,
Spandau Ballet,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Swans,
Toni Rubio,
The Skatalites,
Lower 48,
Q and Not U,
Jeff Lynne,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Tears for Fears,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Rotary Connection,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Flipper,
KRS-One,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Scott Walker, Scott Walker, Scott Walker, Scott Walker.
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.