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 Egypt and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Wire show in Watford.
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 1965 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Columbus.
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 1965 at the first Beefheart practice in a loft in Lancaster.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Rod Modell to the funk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Ituana. All the underground hits.
All Q65 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Warsaw record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Real Kids record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sarah Menescal,
Todd Terry,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Ossler,
Das Ding,
Letta Mbulu,
The Standells,
Khruangbin,
Max Romeo,
Erykah Badu,
Sound Behaviour,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Susan Cadogan,
Terry Callier,
Excepter,
the Human League,
Gregory Isaacs,
Crime,
Von Mondo,
Eurythmics,
Archie Shepp,
Derrick Morgan,
Clear Light,
Glenn Branca,
Joyce Sims,
the Swans,
Qualms,
Gang Gang Dance,
Fatback Band,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Cure,
Panda Bear,
Gang Starr,
Schoolly D,
Electric Prunes,
X-102,
Carl Craig,
Sixth Finger,
Crooked Eye,
The Grass Roots,
Byron Stingily,
Public Enemy,
Boz Scaggs,
Frankie Knuckles,
The New Christs,
Black Pus,
Godley & Creme,
The Shadows of Knight,
Animal Collective,
Circle Jerks,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Surgeon,
Harpers Bizarre,
Television Personalities,
Gastr Del Sol,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Monochrome Set,
Matthew Bourne,
Joe Smooth,
JFA,
H. Thieme,
Simply Red, Simply Red, Simply Red, Simply Red.
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.