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 Cambodia and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 Soft Machine to the rock 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 Agent Orange. All the underground hits.
All Eric Copeland tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Gap Band 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Deadbeat record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Model 500,
Chrome,
Wasted Youth,
The Young Rascals,
Ronan,
the Slits,
K-Klass,
Archie Shepp,
Andrew Hill,
Sound Behaviour,
Todd Terry,
Spoonie Gee,
Minor Threat,
Severed Heads,
Traffic Nightmare,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Delon & Dalcan,
Monolake,
Sällskapet,
Scratch Acid,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
the Bar-Kays,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Joey Negro,
Nirvana,
Scrapy,
ABBA,
Cal Tjader,
Sugar Minott,
Lightning Bolt,
Vladislav Delay,
Peter and Kerry,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Eric B and Rakim,
Scientists,
Neu!,
Sister Nancy,
Essential Logic,
Thee Headcoats,
Black Flag,
Sonic Youth,
Flamin' Groovies,
T.S.O.L.,
In Retrospect,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Neil Young,
Tomorrow,
Ultravox,
X-101,
Funky Four + One,
Lower 48,
Barbara Tucker,
Suicide,
Ludus,
Y Pants,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Don Cherry,
Reuben Wilson,
10cc, 10cc, 10cc, 10cc.
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.