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 Azerbaijan and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1967 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 sitar 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 Anthony Braxton to the dance 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 Television Personalities. All the underground hits.
All Crime tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Colin Newman record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Leaves record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Bluetip,
The Barracudas,
Adolescents,
Unrelated Segments,
Bizarre Inc.,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Flipper,
The Victims,
The Beau Brummels,
Dave Gahan,
Duran Duran,
Maleditus Sound,
Danielle Patucci,
LL Cool J,
Sonic Youth,
Hashim,
K-Klass,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Al Stewart,
Crispy Ambulance,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Pantaleimon,
The Red Krayola,
The Moleskins,
Stereo Dub,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Stooges,
Barrington Levy,
Letta Mbulu,
Lungfish,
Young Marble Giants,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Fugs,
The Selecter,
The Kinks,
Interpol,
John Coltrane,
Dawn Penn,
Matthew Halsall,
Public Enemy,
Marc Almond,
Alison Limerick,
Quantec,
Ultimate Spinach,
Chrome,
Drexciya,
Tears for Fears,
Grauzone,
Gil Scott Heron,
Don Cherry,
Desert Stars,
The Five Americans,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Brothers Johnson,
Con Funk Shun,
Loose Ends,
The Walker Brothers,
Das Ding,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Piero Umiliani,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Albert Ayler,
Erasure, Erasure, Erasure, Erasure.
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.