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 India and from Paris.
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 1961 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Vogues to the disco kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Lou Reed & Metallica. All the underground hits.
All cv313 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Minor Threat 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Brand Nubian record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joe Smooth,
June Days,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Black Moon,
Public Enemy,
kango's stein massive,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Tropical Tobacco,
Cal Tjader,
DNA,
Crime,
Man Eating Sloth,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Standells,
Scientists,
Ice-T,
Chris Corsano,
Reuben Wilson,
Radiohead,
Angry Samoans,
Barclay James Harvest,
Cluster,
Sonny Sharrock,
Motorama,
Altered Images,
The Tremeloes,
Liliput,
The Wake,
Goldenarms,
The Slackers,
Todd Rundgren,
Pagans,
Public Image Ltd.,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Blackbyrds,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Matthew Bourne,
Donny Hathaway,
Blake Baxter,
Swell Maps,
John Lydon,
The Alarm Clocks,
Crispy Ambulance,
Kayak,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
the Germs,
Unrelated Segments,
Dennis Brown,
Deadbeat,
Ossler,
Stetsasonic,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Index,
Eyeless In Gaza,
L. Decosne,
Girls At Our Best!,
Flash Fearless,
Jimmy McGriff,
Tres Demented,
Chris & Cosey, Chris & Cosey, Chris & Cosey, Chris & Cosey.
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.