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 Kosovo and from Manchester.
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 1963 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 1976 at the first Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the guitar 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 Chris & Cosey to the grime 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 Rosa Yemen. All the underground hits.
All Bizarre Inc. tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Parry Music record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Cosmic Jokers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Eve St. Jones,
Mr. Review,
The Offenders,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Sight & Sound,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Ponytail,
The Sound,
The Gun Club,
Traffic Nightmare,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Tomorrow,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Young Marble Giants,
Clear Light,
F. McDonald,
Underground Resistance,
Flipper,
Amon Düül II,
Echospace,
Bang On A Can,
Ornette Coleman,
The Raincoats,
The Walker Brothers,
Monks,
Mandrill,
The Litter,
Buzzcocks,
Tears for Fears,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Flamin' Groovies,
Sonic Youth,
the Normal,
Intrusion,
Simply Red,
Ituana,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Toasters,
Camouflage,
Eric Dolphy,
Model 500,
Ohio Players,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Liliput,
The Vogues,
The Searchers,
Soul II Soul,
Idris Muhammad,
Leonard Cohen,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Wolf Eyes,
Reagan Youth,
Ultimate Spinach,
X-Ray Spex,
Yazoo,
Unwound,
Alice Coltrane,
The Slits,
Sarah Menescal, Sarah Menescal, Sarah Menescal, Sarah Menescal.
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.