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 Tunisia and from Cairo.
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 1966 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the clarinet 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 Kurtis Blow to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Dave Gahan. All the underground hits.
All Slave tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ohio Players record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cluster record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
kango's stein massive,
Ohio Players,
Brand Nubian,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Graham Central Station,
Franke,
Surgeon,
Colin Newman,
Magma,
The Gladiators,
Mission of Burma,
The Trojans,
Jimmy McGriff,
Cheater Slicks,
Ultimate Spinach,
Neil Young,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Raincoats,
Negative Approach,
KRS-One,
Marine Girls,
K-Klass,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Shuggie Otis,
Sällskapet,
Crispy Ambulance,
Dave Gahan,
Albert Ayler,
Absolute Body Control,
The Golliwogs,
The Shadows of Knight,
Angry Samoans,
Throbbing Gristle,
Lungfish,
This Heat,
Judy Mowatt,
Man Eating Sloth,
Babytalk,
The Gun Club,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Chris Corsano,
the Association,
Minnie Riperton,
Moss Icon,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Tremeloes,
Black Bananas,
Alison Limerick,
Moebius,
Harmonia,
Funky Four + One,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
the Germs,
Sparks,
Piero Umiliani,
Soul II Soul,
Eve St. Jones,
EPMD,
Niagra,
Black Moon,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds, Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds, Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds, Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds.
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.