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 Morocco and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Bronski Beat show in Brixton.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Cluster to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Echo & the Bunnymen. All the underground hits.
All Rhythm & Sound tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Magma record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Electric Prunes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Von Mondo,
Todd Terry,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Kurtis Blow,
Byron Stingily,
Deadbeat,
Bang On A Can,
The Vogues,
Jerry's Kids,
Terrestrial Tones,
The Offenders,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Sun Ra,
Donny Hathaway,
The Red Krayola,
Hot Snakes,
Audionom,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Slick Rick,
Qualms,
Erykah Badu,
Delta 5,
Excepter,
Black Sheep,
The Trojans,
The Cure,
Babytalk,
Aswad,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Josef K,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Jeru the Damaja,
Parry Music,
Aloha Tigers,
Michelle Simonal,
Sam Rivers,
Crispian St. Peters,
Yazoo,
The Monochrome Set,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Piero Umiliani,
10cc,
Dave Gahan,
Ronnie Foster,
Mary Jane Girls,
Dennis Brown,
OOIOO,
T.S.O.L.,
The Skatalites,
The Move,
Jerry Gold Smith,
H. Thieme,
Danielle Patucci,
Scientists,
Metal Thangz,
Lightning Bolt,
Boredoms,
The Doors,
8 Eyed Spy,
Lebanon Hanover,
Duran Duran,
The Techniques,
Ohio Players, Ohio Players, Ohio Players, Ohio Players.
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.