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 Togo and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Ice-T to the disco kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Mission of Burma. All the underground hits.
All Bobby Womack tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mary Jane Girls record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Soul Sonic Force record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Max Romeo,
Fear,
Skriet,
Gastr Del Sol,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Colin Newman,
Los Fastidios,
Rekid,
The Techniques,
Suburban Knight,
X-Ray Spex,
Ronnie Foster,
Rhythm & Sound,
Peter and Kerry,
The Fall,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Zeros,
Alison Limerick,
World's Most,
Theoretical Girls,
Bobby Womack,
Pere Ubu,
Stockholm Monsters,
Smog,
Unwound,
Section 25,
Todd Rundgren,
Pussy Galore,
Black Sheep,
Jeru the Damaja,
Aloha Tigers,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Masters at Work,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
EPMD,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
John Cale,
Sound Behaviour,
8 Eyed Spy,
Camberwell Now,
The Human League,
Juan Atkins,
The Doobie Brothers,
Graham Central Station,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Gerry Rafferty,
Moebius,
Niagra,
cv313,
Lindisfarne,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Brick,
Quadrant,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Gong,
Yaz,
The Cosmic Jokers,
The Sound,
The Fuzztones,
Index,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Massinfluence, Massinfluence, Massinfluence, Massinfluence.
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.