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 France and from Johannesburg.
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 1962 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 R.M.O. to the jazz kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 The Dirtbombs. All the underground hits.
All Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Quadrant record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scan 7 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sandy B,
Organ,
Index,
New Order,
Moss Icon,
Blossom Toes,
Joensuu 1685,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Charles Mingus,
Ralphi Rosario,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Technova,
Judy Mowatt,
One Last Wish,
ABBA,
Letta Mbulu,
Dark Day,
Franke,
Loose Ends,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
T.S.O.L.,
Panda Bear,
The Moody Blues,
Byron Stingily,
Duran Duran,
Subhumans,
The Moleskins,
The Mummies,
Country Teasers,
The Black Dice,
Babytalk,
Fad Gadget,
Jawbox,
These Immortal Souls,
Derrick May,
Radiohead,
UT,
Brass Construction,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Kaleidoscope,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Kenny Larkin,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Eric Copeland,
Dual Sessions,
The Busters,
Joy Division,
The Golliwogs,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Modern Lovers,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Toni Rubio,
Cecil Taylor,
Gabor Szabo,
Kerrie Biddell, Kerrie Biddell, Kerrie Biddell, Kerrie Biddell.
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.