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 Ecuador and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1965.
I was there at the first Beefheart show in Lancaster.
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 Cairo and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
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 Girls At Our Best! to the rock kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Liliput. All the underground hits.
All Aswad tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
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 Glenn Branca record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Second Layer,
Pulsallama,
Das Ding,
Flamin' Groovies,
Charles Mingus,
Sister Nancy,
The Move,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
John Holt,
Excepter,
Jesper Dahlback,
Kurtis Blow,
Whodini,
The Cowsills,
Aswad,
Audionom,
The Blues Magoos,
Sonic Youth,
Drexciya,
Youth Brigade,
The Real Kids,
Patti Smith,
Banda Bassotti,
Frankie Knuckles,
Arab on Radar,
Flipper,
John Cale,
The Electric Prunes,
Robert Görl,
AZ,
Fatback Band,
Peter and Kerry,
Zero Boys,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Grandmaster Flash,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Techniques,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Albert Ayler,
The Birthday Party,
The Trojans,
Ice-T,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Ituana,
Soul Sonic Force,
Jacques Brel,
Marmalade,
Isaac Hayes,
Scan 7,
The Misunderstood,
The Pretty Things,
The J.B.'s,
Grey Daturas,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Pole,
Laurel Aitken,
Nico,
Monolake,
Radiopuhelimet, Radiopuhelimet, Radiopuhelimet, Radiopuhelimet.
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.