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 Nepal and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the sitar 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 Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel to the jazz kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Letta Mbulu. All the underground hits.
All Jacob Miller tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bootsy's Rubber Band record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kerrie Biddell record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dawn Penn,
The Happenings,
Flamin' Groovies,
Mandrill,
This Heat,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Associates,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Andrew Hill,
Kaleidoscope,
The Fortunes,
Deepchord,
Organ,
Lebanon Hanover,
Dark Day,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Ossler,
Cecil Taylor,
The Gun Club,
Godley & Creme,
Roy Ayers,
a-ha,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Black Dice,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Bad Manners,
Chris Corsano,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
AZ,
Desert Stars,
Sister Nancy,
Loose Ends,
World's Most,
The Pop Group,
Jacques Brel,
Porter Ricks,
Bauhaus,
Kayak,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Wake,
The American Breed,
Rekid,
Jandek,
June Days,
Alphaville,
Harpers Bizarre,
Mars,
Shuggie Otis,
Matthew Halsall,
A Certain Ratio,
Davy DMX,
Throbbing Gristle,
Zapp,
Eurythmics,
the Human League,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Magazine,
Slave,
The Cosmic Jokers,
The Dave Clark Five, The Dave Clark Five, The Dave Clark Five, The Dave Clark Five.
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.