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 Macedonia and from Shanghai.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Man Parrish to the punk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Ten City. All the underground hits.
All Smog tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nas 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a John Foxx record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gang Starr,
Steve Hackett,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Selecter,
Rotary Connection,
DNA,
The Divine Comedy,
Archie Shepp,
Lucky Dragons,
Crispy Ambulance,
Eden Ahbez,
Bootsy Collins,
The Toasters,
The Misunderstood,
The Trojans,
Cecil Taylor,
Soul II Soul,
Mark Hollis,
Black Pus,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
the Slits,
Scan 7,
Minnie Riperton,
John Holt,
The Busters,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Reuben Wilson,
Lalo Schifrin,
Soft Cell,
Roxette,
MC5,
Harpers Bizarre,
The Remains,
B.T. Express,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Funkadelic,
The Invisible,
Curtis Mayfield,
Kurtis Blow,
Scrapy,
The Zeros,
Electric Prunes,
Brothers Johnson,
Cybotron,
The Fire Engines,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Henry Cow,
Juan Atkins,
Black Moon,
Royal Trux,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Jacques Brel,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
New Age Steppers,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Pharoah Sanders,
Bang On A Can,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Black Flag,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Minutemen, Minutemen, Minutemen, Minutemen.
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.