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 Uganda and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 The Buckinghams to the disco 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 Godley & Creme. All the underground hits.
All Thee Headcoats tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Procol Harum record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Selecter record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Morten Harket,
David Axelrod,
Terrestrial Tones,
Pantaleimon,
The Blues Magoos,
Scan 7,
Duran Duran,
China Crisis,
The Saints,
The Standells,
Alphaville,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
MDC,
Newcleus,
These Immortal Souls,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Bluetip,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Goldenarms,
Dual Sessions,
Joey Negro,
Whodini,
Quantec,
The Barracudas,
Roy Ayers,
The Birthday Party,
The Fortunes,
Donald Byrd,
John Holt,
The Remains,
Kaleidoscope,
Sonny Sharrock,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Slackers,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Skatalites,
Scion,
Prince Buster,
Cybotron,
Harmonia,
Organ,
The Gun Club,
The Searchers,
B.T. Express,
Scratch Acid,
Guru Guru,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Rapeman,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Derrick May,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Japan,
Wally Richardson,
Gregory Isaacs,
Oneida,
Subhumans,
The Flesh Eaters,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Jeru the Damaja,
Gang Starr,
K-Klass, K-Klass, K-Klass, K-Klass.
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.