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 Marshall Islands and from Columbus.
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 1960 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
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 Das Ding to the rap kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Bronski Beat. All the underground hits.
All Junior Murvin tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cybotron 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Mighty Diamonds 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?
Letta Mbulu,
Peter and Kerry,
Sound Behaviour,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Aswad,
the Slits,
Sonny Sharrock,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
The Gladiators,
Neu!,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Fat Boys,
The Count Five,
The Detroit Cobras,
Avey Tare,
Television Personalities,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Byron Stingily,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Zapp,
Amon Düül II,
Sugar Minott,
Albert Ayler,
Davy DMX,
The Electric Prunes,
Fear,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Rufus Thomas,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Modern Lovers,
Jacques Brel,
The Star Department,
Bobby Womack,
Agent Orange,
Robert Wyatt,
Harmonia,
Iggy Pop,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Tim Buckley,
Ten City,
Lindisfarne,
Livin' Joy,
The Real Kids,
Crispy Ambulance,
Dave Gahan,
Y Pants,
New Order,
Darondo,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Ituana,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Durutti Column,
David Axelrod,
Joensuu 1685,
Boogie Down Productions,
June Days,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Roy Ayers,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Yazoo, Yazoo, Yazoo, Yazoo.
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.