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 Brunei and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in 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 1969 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell 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 Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five. All the underground hits.
All The Birthday Party tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Soul Sonic Force record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ice-T record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Judy Mowatt,
The Durutti Column,
Sällskapet,
Silicon Teens,
Joey Negro,
Curtis Mayfield,
Aural Exciters,
Moss Icon,
Procol Harum,
The Techniques,
Brand Nubian,
Eric Dolphy,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Parry Music,
Chrome,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Zapp,
Grauzone,
AZ,
Tim Buckley,
Goldenarms,
Guru Guru,
The Pretty Things,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Yellowson,
The Names,
Spoonie Gee,
Aaron Thompson,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Black Sheep,
cv313,
Danielle Patucci,
Minor Threat,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Eurythmics,
The Index,
Barbara Tucker,
Marc Almond,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Charles Mingus,
Tubeway Army,
Stetsasonic,
Isaac Hayes,
Scion,
The Standells,
Cheater Slicks,
Supertramp,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Grass Roots,
Drexciya,
Altered Images,
Cybotron,
The Gap Band,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Subhumans,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Todd Rundgren,
Amazonics,
Wasted Youth,
Public Image Ltd.,
Mary Jane Girls,
the Normal,
The Kinks, The Kinks, The Kinks, The Kinks.
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.