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 Uganda and from Madrid.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the oboe 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 Rhythim Is Rhythim to the rap 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 The Sound. All the underground hits.
All The Knickerbockers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cabaret Voltaire record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Royal Family And The Poor record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
D'Angelo,
The Selecter,
CMW,
Connie Case,
Amazonics,
The Knickerbockers,
The Gories,
Visage,
China Crisis,
Todd Terry,
Albert Ayler,
Ituana,
Popol Vuh,
Hardrive,
Nico,
The Monks,
Japan,
Blake Baxter,
Negative Approach,
The Blackbyrds,
The Fall,
The Mojo Men,
Joe Smooth,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Eric Dolphy,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Monochrome Set,
Marmalade,
Lou Reed,
Pere Ubu,
Magma,
The Smoke,
Rhythm & Sound,
DNA,
The Techniques,
Bill Near,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Sonny Sharrock,
Flash Fearless,
Bobby Womack,
The Pop Group,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Flipper,
Prince Buster,
Gang of Four,
Terrestrial Tones,
The Neon Judgement,
Drexciya,
Gregory Isaacs,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Hasil Adkins,
Electric Prunes,
Marcia Griffiths,
Dave Gahan,
Lucky Dragons,
Wire,
Zero Boys,
Thompson Twins,
Camouflage,
Make Up,
Cluster,
Khruangbin,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Infiniti, Infiniti, Infiniti, Infiniti.
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.