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 Ivory Coast and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Ten City to the funk 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 Delta 5. All the underground hits.
All Judy Mowatt tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Peter and Kerry record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Jacques Brel,
This Heat,
Archie Shepp,
Maleditus Sound,
Tears for Fears,
Jacob Miller,
Mo-Dettes,
The Modern Lovers,
Robert Wyatt,
Schoolly D,
Skaos,
Groovy Waters,
The Selecter,
Model 500,
Todd Terry,
Ice-T,
Urselle,
Michelle Simonal,
Stetsasonic,
The Neon Judgement,
The Techniques,
the Sonics,
Delon & Dalcan,
Tropical Tobacco,
Danielle Patucci,
Icehouse,
ABBA,
X-101,
Lakeside,
10cc,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Warren Ellis,
Althea and Donna,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Cecil Taylor,
The Searchers,
Sun City Girls,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Angry Samoans,
Rotary Connection,
Flash Fearless,
Funkadelic,
The Toasters,
Graham Central Station,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Black Sheep,
Von Mondo,
Tubeway Army,
Ossler,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Unwound,
Skriet,
The Dave Clark Five,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
A Certain Ratio,
Negative Approach,
Ultravox,
Scientists,
Underground Resistance,
Lalann, Lalann, Lalann, Lalann.
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.