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 Bolivia and from Taipei.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the organ 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 Malaria! to the grunge 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 Flipper. All the underground hits.
All Aswad tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Crispy Ambulance record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 a theremin and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Malaria!,
Smog,
The Blackbyrds,
Eddi Front,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Liliput,
Charles Mingus,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Essential Logic,
Aaron Thompson,
Carl Craig,
The Gories,
Max Romeo,
Flamin' Groovies,
World's Most,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Motions,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Moss Icon,
Susan Cadogan,
The Durutti Column,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Funky Four + One,
Absolute Body Control,
Tears for Fears,
Stereo Dub,
Lalann,
Bizarre Inc.,
Rufus Thomas,
Wire,
Jerry's Kids,
Aloha Tigers,
The Fortunes,
Panda Bear,
Robert Wyatt,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Royal Trux,
cv313,
the Soft Cell,
The Red Krayola,
Fela Kuti,
Flipper,
Mantronix,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Neon Judgement,
OOIOO,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Rites of Spring,
Marvin Gaye,
Rod Modell,
Roxy Music,
The Grass Roots,
Henry Cow,
DJ Style,
John Coltrane,
Danielle Patucci,
Curtis Mayfield,
Todd Terry,
Yusef Lateef,
Minor Threat,
Depeche Mode,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
New York Dolls,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers, De La Soul & Jungle Brothers, De La Soul & Jungle Brothers, De La Soul & Jungle Brothers.
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.