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 Brazil and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 1966 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Manchester.
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 1965 at the first Beefheart practice in a loft in Lancaster.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 Barbara Tucker to the rap kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Fad Gadget. All the underground hits.
All The Blues Magoos tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eric Dolphy 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a ABC record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Charles Mingus,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Byron Stingily,
Nils Olav,
Fugazi,
Pantytec,
Little Man,
Lebanon Hanover,
Jacques Brel,
Eric Dolphy,
Joyce Sims,
Alice Coltrane,
Ohio Players,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Reagan Youth,
Tres Demented,
Jacob Miller,
Funkadelic,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Supertramp,
Excepter,
Franke,
Johnny Osbourne,
Jeru the Damaja,
Neu!,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Pagans,
Hasil Adkins,
Public Image Ltd.,
Youth Brigade,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Ituana,
a-ha,
Second Layer,
Juan Atkins,
Mission of Burma,
The Doobie Brothers,
Scientists,
Eric Copeland,
Wally Richardson,
Harpers Bizarre,
The Gladiators,
Crispian St. Peters,
Khruangbin,
Prince Buster,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Birthday Party,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Robert Wyatt,
Darondo,
Sun Ra,
Hashim,
Rekid,
Roy Ayers,
World's Most,
The Motions,
Man Parrish,
Monks,
The Selecter,
U.S. Maple,
Index,
Gang of Four,
Marshall Jefferson,
Sister Nancy,
Ice-T, Ice-T, Ice-T, Ice-T.
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.