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 Australia and from Sao Paulo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 New Order to the rock 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 Gerry Rafferty. All the underground hits.
All The Mighty Diamonds tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Roger Hodgson 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Susan Cadogan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Cheater Slicks,
Nas,
Isaac Hayes,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
MC5,
Reuben Wilson,
Guru Guru,
Toni Rubio,
ABC,
Throbbing Gristle,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Saints,
Pylon,
Jawbox,
The Mighty Diamonds,
EPMD,
June Days,
Thee Headcoats,
Sandy B,
The Velvet Underground,
Quadrant,
Quando Quango,
Joyce Sims,
James White and The Blacks,
DJ Style,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Second Layer,
Eddi Front,
Theoretical Girls,
The Tremeloes,
Make Up,
Wings,
Ralphi Rosario,
Radiohead,
Gang Starr,
The Leaves,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Invisible,
The Evens,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Groovy Waters,
Lalo Schifrin,
These Immortal Souls,
Sexual Harrassment,
John Lydon,
Max Romeo,
Public Enemy,
Minutemen,
Rotary Connection,
Grey Daturas,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Junior Murvin,
The Dead C,
New York Dolls,
Amon Düül,
Arab on Radar,
Andrew Hill,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Audionom, Audionom, Audionom, Audionom.
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.