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 Uganda and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Lalann to the disco 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 Roy Ayers Ubiquity. All the underground hits.
All Yusef Lateef tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bootsy's Rubber Band record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 guitar and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Maleditus Sound record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eurythmics,
Todd Rundgren,
Rotary Connection,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
48th St. Collective,
Michelle Simonal,
Cybotron,
T. Rex,
Magazine,
Dual Sessions,
Fugazi,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Terrestrial Tones,
Sound Behaviour,
Vainqueur,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Idris Muhammad,
Urselle,
Goldenarms,
Lyres,
David Bowie,
Cameo,
Sarah Menescal,
Von Mondo,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Nick Fraelich,
Jandek,
Wally Richardson,
the Slits,
Gastr Del Sol,
John Coltrane,
Junior Murvin,
Monolake,
Mars,
Neil Young,
The Angels of Light,
The Modern Lovers,
The Golliwogs,
Desert Stars,
Au Pairs,
Massinfluence,
Laurel Aitken,
Reagan Youth,
Juan Atkins,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Saccharine Trust,
Surgeon,
Warren Ellis,
Mantronix,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
New Order,
Shoche,
Stetsasonic,
L. Decosne,
The J.B.'s,
R.M.O.,
Public Image Ltd.,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Velvet Underground,
In Retrospect,
Metal Thangz,
Ronnie Foster,
Soul II Soul,
Main Source, Main Source, Main Source, Main Source.
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.