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 Iraq and from Manchester.
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 1969 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Halifax.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the güiro 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 One Last Wish to the rap kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 The Cramps. All the underground hits.
All Darondo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every DNA record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Zero Boys,
Lucky Dragons,
Country Teasers,
Mission of Burma,
The Index,
Gastr Del Sol,
Theoretical Girls,
Mad Mike,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Stetsasonic,
Nation of Ulysses,
Girls At Our Best!,
David Bowie,
Josef K,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Knickerbockers,
The Blackbyrds,
Sun City Girls,
Sound Behaviour,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Motions,
Ohio Players,
Harry Pussy,
Jerry's Kids,
Bootsy Collins,
Simply Red,
OOIOO,
Bronski Beat,
Black Sheep,
Vainqueur,
Little Man,
Technova,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Echospace,
R.M.O.,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Accadde A,
The Gap Band,
Interpol,
Pet Shop Boys,
Q and Not U,
The Searchers,
Mars,
Boz Scaggs,
Howard Jones,
Banda Bassotti,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Peter & Gordon,
The Pop Group,
The Cure,
Magazine,
Outsiders,
Franke,
Dorothy Ashby,
Hot Snakes,
Fatback Band,
Lebanon Hanover,
Throbbing Gristle,
E-Dancer,
Neu!,
Massinfluence,
Spoonie Gee,
The Sisters of Mercy,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers, De La Soul & Jungle Brothers, De La Soul & Jungle Brothers, De La Soul & Jungle Brothers.
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.