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 Syria and from Lyon.
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 1965 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 The Trojans to the funk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Pantaleimon. All the underground hits.
All Brick tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Maurizio record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Larry & the Blue Notes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Cameo,
Cecil Taylor,
Public Image Ltd.,
Lyres,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Bobby Byrd,
Schoolly D,
Funky Four + One,
The Standells,
Pierre Henry,
Circle Jerks,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Von Mondo,
Sun City Girls,
Flash Fearless,
Pere Ubu,
The Busters,
The Leaves,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Robert Görl,
The Victims,
Beasts of Bourbon,
John Foxx,
B.T. Express,
Rakim,
a-ha,
Sarah Menescal,
Ronnie Foster,
Fela Kuti,
Black Moon,
Jeff Mills,
Sällskapet,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Porter Ricks,
The Stooges,
Niagra,
Mandrill,
Amon Düül II,
Basic Channel,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
D'Angelo,
Derrick May,
The United States of America,
Amon Düül,
The Toasters,
Japan,
The Slits,
David Axelrod,
The Slackers,
Mad Mike,
The Grass Roots,
Ultravox,
KRS-One,
Theoretical Girls,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Ornette Coleman,
The Zeros,
Crispy Ambulance,
Hardrive,
The Gladiators, The Gladiators, The Gladiators, The Gladiators.
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.