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 South Africa and from Cairo.
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 1964 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 1976 at the first Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the clarinet 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 Alice Coltrane to the rap kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 June of 44. All the underground hits.
All Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Grandmaster Flash record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 synthesizer and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Soulsonic Force record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Crash Course in Science,
Echospace,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Moebius,
Depeche Mode,
The Doors,
Grandmaster Flash,
Josef K,
Schoolly D,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Banda Bassotti,
Model 500,
Bobby Byrd,
Second Layer,
Rekid,
The Names,
Terry Callier,
Scratch Acid,
Drexciya,
The Electric Prunes,
Unrelated Segments,
The Searchers,
The Monochrome Set,
Nik Kershaw,
The Pop Group,
Suburban Knight,
Johnny Osbourne,
Spoonie Gee,
Desert Stars,
Darondo,
Kenny Larkin,
Brick,
F. McDonald,
D'Angelo,
Patti Smith,
Radiohead,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Fear,
Traffic Nightmare,
Gang Starr,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Smog,
Niagra,
The Music Machine,
Soul II Soul,
Monolake,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Gong,
Funkadelic,
The Dirtbombs,
Pere Ubu,
Cheater Slicks,
Eden Ahbez,
David McCallum,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Blossom Toes,
Animal Collective,
Y Pants,
Pantytec,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Boredoms,
Sexual Harrassment, Sexual Harrassment, Sexual Harrassment, Sexual Harrassment.
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.