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 Bulgaria and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1966 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Lower 48 to the funk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 James White and The Blacks. All the underground hits.
All The Slits tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every EPMD 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Crime,
Ornette Coleman,
Zapp,
the Human League,
Marshall Jefferson,
D'Angelo,
CMW,
Aaron Thompson,
Organ,
Donny Hathaway,
Brand Nubian,
Parry Music,
Mars,
Lungfish,
Bill Wells,
Mad Mike,
Yusef Lateef,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Jeff Mills,
Ten City,
The Moleskins,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Crooked Eye,
U.S. Maple,
The Offenders,
The Tremeloes,
The Music Machine,
Danielle Patucci,
Alphaville,
Johnny Clarke,
Funky Four + One,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Evens,
Joe Smooth,
Amon Düül,
Surgeon,
Mr. Review,
Dawn Penn,
Althea and Donna,
Infiniti,
Grey Daturas,
The Mummies,
The Leaves,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Niagra,
Rufus Thomas,
The Names,
The Mojo Men,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Metal Thangz,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Dark Day,
Nik Kershaw,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Delta 5,
the Swans,
The Pretty Things,
The Count Five,
Audionom,
Tears for Fears,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Electric Light Orchestra, Electric Light Orchestra, Electric Light Orchestra, Electric Light Orchestra.
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.