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 Canada and from Bologna.
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 1968 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the sitar 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 a-ha to the disco 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 Motorama. All the underground hits.
All The Beau Brummels tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sam Rivers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Con Funk Shun record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Goldenarms,
Ice-T,
New York Dolls,
Skarface,
Model 500,
Joy Division,
Connie Case,
The Cowsills,
Infiniti,
Lee Hazlewood,
Camberwell Now,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Quadrant,
The Techniques,
Sonny Sharrock,
Youth Brigade,
Ohio Players,
Swell Maps,
The Fuzztones,
The Zeros,
Scientists,
Wasted Youth,
The Grass Roots,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Banda Bassotti,
Kaleidoscope,
Joe Finger,
The Black Dice,
Unrelated Segments,
K-Klass,
CMW,
Black Moon,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Shuggie Otis,
Kas Product,
The Trojans,
Josef K,
MDC,
Hoover,
Skaos,
Suburban Knight,
Andrew Hill,
Toni Rubio,
Bad Manners,
the Soft Cell,
Bobby Byrd,
Peter and Kerry,
Gang Starr,
Derrick Morgan,
Mr. Review,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Dead Boys,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Jeff Lynne,
Stetsasonic,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Deepchord,
Kerrie Biddell,
Average White Band,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Heaven 17, Heaven 17, Heaven 17, Heaven 17.
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.