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 Slovakia and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1967 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 rhodes 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 Be Bop Deluxe to the grime kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Lightning Bolt. All the underground hits.
All FM Einheit tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Alton Ellis 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Frankie Knuckles record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ituana,
Alison Limerick,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Oblivians,
Whodini,
Dennis Brown,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Ice-T,
The Smiths,
Eve St. Jones,
Bootsy Collins,
Schoolly D,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Five Americans,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Silicon Teens,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Lakeside,
Sexual Harrassment,
Marshall Jefferson,
the Bar-Kays,
The Vogues,
June Days,
Peter and Kerry,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Oneida,
Gerry Rafferty,
B.T. Express,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Ultimate Spinach,
Desert Stars,
Television Personalities,
FM Einheit,
LL Cool J,
This Heat,
ABC,
Anthony Braxton,
Can,
Ralphi Rosario,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Kurtis Blow,
L. Decosne,
The Monochrome Set,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Newcleus,
Masters at Work,
Stockholm Monsters,
Television,
The New Christs,
Rites of Spring,
Audionom,
Black Bananas,
Trumans Water,
Kenny Larkin,
Nik Kershaw,
UT,
Q and Not U,
Mark Hollis,
Jeff Lynne,
The Invisible,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel.
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.