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 Zambia and from Halifax.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in 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 1960 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Beijing.
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 1965 at the first Beefheart practice in a loft in Lancaster.
I was working on the güiro 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 Pylon to the grunge 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 Marine Girls. All the underground hits.
All Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Country Joe & The Fish record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 spring reverb and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Tears for Fears record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Average White Band,
UT,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Iggy Pop,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Radio Birdman,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
JFA,
The Offenders,
Johnny Clarke,
Con Funk Shun,
Groovy Waters,
Michelle Simonal,
Agent Orange,
The Cure,
the Normal,
Lungfish,
The Star Department,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Unwound,
Howard Jones,
The Vogues,
Massinfluence,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Harry Pussy,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
cv313,
Tubeway Army,
Outsiders,
The Neon Judgement,
B.T. Express,
Crooked Eye,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Five Americans,
Aaron Thompson,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Ronan,
Ralphi Rosario,
Derrick Morgan,
Surgeon,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Ornette Coleman,
Scion,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Arcadia,
Reuben Wilson,
Steve Hackett,
Thee Headcoats,
Drexciya,
The Dirtbombs,
La Düsseldorf,
The Fire Engines,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Qualms,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Gong,
Todd Terry,
Skriet,
Kurtis Blow,
Eric Dolphy,
Scrapy,
Crash Course in Science,
Marcia Griffiths, Marcia Griffiths, Marcia Griffiths, Marcia Griffiths.
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.