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 Sudan and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1964 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 1965 at the first Beefheart practice in a loft in Lancaster.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Sound to the rap 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 Rhythm & Sound. All the underground hits.
All Johnny Clarke tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ronan record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camberwell Now record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Mary Jane Girls,
Popol Vuh,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
James White and The Blacks,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Ronnie Foster,
The Doors,
Grey Daturas,
Johnny Clarke,
The Real Kids,
The Alarm Clocks,
Deadbeat,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Ohio Players,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Saints,
The Names,
Carl Craig,
Colin Newman,
Joyce Sims,
Lee Hazlewood,
Kool Moe Dee,
Neil Young,
Morten Harket,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Quantec,
Wally Richardson,
The Index,
Scion,
Junior Murvin,
Siglo XX,
Soft Machine,
Sound Behaviour,
Sight & Sound,
Pierre Henry,
David McCallum,
Jeff Lynne,
Freddie Wadling,
Bad Manners,
Drexciya,
the Germs,
David Axelrod,
Stockholm Monsters,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Grauzone,
Pantytec,
Kaleidoscope,
Ultimate Spinach,
Skaos,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Faust,
Nico,
Kevin Saunderson,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Babytalk,
Todd Terry,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Trojans,
Howard Jones,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Basic Channel, Basic Channel, Basic Channel, Basic Channel.
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.