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 Bosnia Herzegovina and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Porter Ricks to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Rosa Yemen. All the underground hits.
All Groovy Waters tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rahsaan Roland Kirk record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rotary Connection record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Doobie Brothers,
Rites of Spring,
Max Romeo,
Intrusion,
The Move,
Los Fastidios,
David McCallum,
Smog,
The Pretty Things,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Dark Day,
Ronan,
Maurizio,
John Cale,
T. Rex,
Bush Tetras,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Matthew Halsall,
The Fuzztones,
The Grass Roots,
Connie Case,
Minor Threat,
E-Dancer,
Eric Dolphy,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Bill Wells,
Pulsallama,
Pierre Henry,
Alton Ellis,
Swans,
Niagra,
Slick Rick,
Suburban Knight,
Rhythm & Sound,
Black Pus,
Amazonics,
Sugar Minott,
The Black Dice,
The Human League,
Joey Negro,
Japan,
Scientists,
Faraquet,
Magazine,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Fela Kuti,
The Slackers,
New Order,
Lucky Dragons,
Bang On A Can,
The Fortunes,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
In Retrospect,
Fatback Band,
The Invisible,
Dennis Brown,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Don Cherry, Don Cherry, Don Cherry, Don Cherry.
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.