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 Tunisia and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Wire show in Watford.
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 1968 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 clarinet 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 Hashim to the crunk 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 Kayak. All the underground hits.
All UT tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Liaisons Dangereuses record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 rhodes and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sun Ra record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Index,
Funkadelic,
Banda Bassotti,
In Retrospect,
48th St. Collective,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Amazonics,
Cymande,
Los Fastidios,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Harmonia,
Inner City,
Albert Ayler,
Lungfish,
Joe Smooth,
Eurythmics,
Deepchord,
Maleditus Sound,
Gregory Isaacs,
Jeff Mills,
Brick,
Sun Ra,
Moss Icon,
These Immortal Souls,
Ken Boothe,
Crispian St. Peters,
Quantec,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Altered Images,
Jeru the Damaja,
Pierre Henry,
The Dave Clark Five,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Essential Logic,
The Angels of Light,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Max Romeo,
Nas,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Zapp,
The Pretty Things,
Angry Samoans,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Half Japanese,
Model 500,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
World's Most,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Peter & Gordon,
Das Ding,
Morten Harket,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Radio Birdman,
Japan,
a-ha,
Sister Nancy,
The Toasters,
Gastr Del Sol,
Henry Cow,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds, Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds, Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds, Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds.
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.