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 Nepal and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1964 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Chris & Cosey 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 Wasted Youth. All the underground hits.
All Funky Four + One tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Saints record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 clarinet and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Talk Talk record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Trumans Water,
ABC,
Gregory Isaacs,
Lou Christie,
Warren Ellis,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Ultravox,
Black Sheep,
Roy Ayers,
Alphaville,
The Black Dice,
Blancmange,
X-101,
Boz Scaggs,
Stereo Dub,
Zapp,
Nation of Ulysses,
Gastr Del Sol,
Lower 48,
Dual Sessions,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Yazoo,
Eurythmics,
The Blues Magoos,
Pole,
T. Rex,
Fad Gadget,
The Remains,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Slackers,
Laurel Aitken,
Black Bananas,
The Blackbyrds,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Nick Fraelich,
The Durutti Column,
Deepchord,
Aswad,
Section 25,
Jerry's Kids,
Donald Byrd,
The Birthday Party,
Youth Brigade,
Television,
Nirvana,
Jeff Mills,
Scott Walker,
In Retrospect,
Simply Red,
Stiv Bators,
Lyres,
Dead Boys,
The Grass Roots,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Qualms,
Royal Trux,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Joe Finger,
Rufus Thomas,
Zero Boys,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx, Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx, Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx, Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx.
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.