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 Comoros and from London.
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 1960 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 The Pretty Things to the disco kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Radiohead. All the underground hits.
All Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Marmalade record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Swell Maps record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
JFA,
Nils Olav,
Funkadelic,
Cluster,
Tres Demented,
Royal Trux,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Eurythmics,
Janne Schatter,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Davy DMX,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Pretty Things,
Andrew Hill,
Duran Duran,
Bang On A Can,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
China Crisis,
Soulsonic Force,
Tommy Roe,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Fela Kuti,
Connie Case,
The Last Poets,
L. Decosne,
Johnny Clarke,
Joyce Sims,
Pussy Galore,
Q and Not U,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Offenders,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Terrestrial Tones,
Youth Brigade,
Vainqueur,
Gabor Szabo,
The Index,
Parry Music,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
a-ha,
Heaven 17,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Negative Approach,
Dual Sessions,
Todd Terry,
Shoche,
Skaos,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Robert Hood,
UT,
Joe Smooth,
Soft Cell,
Gang Starr,
Public Image Ltd.,
Severed Heads,
Amon Düül II,
Toni Rubio,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Johnny Osbourne,
La Düsseldorf, La Düsseldorf, La Düsseldorf, La Düsseldorf.
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.