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 France and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Bronski Beat show in Brixton.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 oboe 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 Au Pairs to the jazz 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 EPMD. All the underground hits.
All Echospace tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Index record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 linndrum and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Funky Four + One record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eric Dolphy,
The Modern Lovers,
Gerry Rafferty,
Soft Cell,
Sixth Finger,
Cameo,
Second Layer,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Martian,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
T.S.O.L.,
The Doors,
Scientists,
Groovy Waters,
Jeff Mills,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Busters,
New Order,
Derrick May,
Sound Behaviour,
Chris Corsano,
Rapeman,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Red Krayola,
Arab on Radar,
Junior Murvin,
EPMD,
Lyres,
Grey Daturas,
Laurel Aitken,
Archie Shepp,
Angry Samoans,
the Germs,
Faraquet,
Deadbeat,
Harpers Bizarre,
Bobby Womack,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Blackbyrds,
Funkadelic,
Iggy Pop,
Rhythm & Sound,
Reagan Youth,
Talk Talk,
X-101,
Sarah Menescal,
The Cramps,
Derrick Morgan,
Wasted Youth,
Livin' Joy,
Girls At Our Best!,
KRS-One,
Massinfluence,
Dennis Brown,
Amazonics,
the Association,
Lower 48,
Index,
Howard Jones,
June Days, June Days, June Days, June Days.
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.