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 Vietnam and from Sao Paulo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the sitar 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 Jesper Dahlback to the rock kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Man Parrish. All the underground hits.
All Nick Fraelich tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every AZ 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a A Certain Ratio record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sexual Harrassment,
Faust,
The United States of America,
The Five Americans,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Harry Pussy,
48th St. Collective,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
JFA,
Flamin' Groovies,
Jandek,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Lebanon Hanover,
Unrelated Segments,
cv313,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Swell Maps,
Radiohead,
Young Marble Giants,
Scientists,
Visage,
DJ Style,
Main Source,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Drive Like Jehu,
Hot Snakes,
Marshall Jefferson,
Nation of Ulysses,
Idris Muhammad,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Searchers,
EPMD,
Metal Thangz,
The Sound,
Q and Not U,
David McCallum,
Brick,
Tropical Tobacco,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Angels of Light,
The Mojo Men,
Roy Ayers,
Boz Scaggs,
Quadrant,
Ludus,
Crispy Ambulance,
Clear Light,
Funky Four + One,
Eddi Front,
Television,
The Gap Band,
Ralphi Rosario,
Con Funk Shun,
The Fuzztones,
Ultra Naté,
Sällskapet,
Alison Limerick,
Rufus Thomas,
U.S. Maple, U.S. Maple, U.S. Maple, U.S. Maple.
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.