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 Finland and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1969 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 Tom Verlaine 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 Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Michelle Simonal. All the underground hits.
All Thompson Twins tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lizzy Mercier Descloux record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Soul II Soul record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Magazine,
LL Cool J,
The American Breed,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Tommy Roe,
The Raincoats,
Marmalade,
The Star Department,
Todd Rundgren,
Soul II Soul,
Sun Ra,
The Music Machine,
KRS-One,
Stockholm Monsters,
Camouflage,
Urselle,
Cecil Taylor,
Anthony Braxton,
Cheater Slicks,
Soulsonic Force,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Inner City,
Wally Richardson,
Mo-Dettes,
Suburban Knight,
Depeche Mode,
Blossom Toes,
Danielle Patucci,
Ash Ra Tempel,
John Cale,
Eli Mardock,
Absolute Body Control,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Byron Stingily,
Crispian St. Peters,
Von Mondo,
Don Cherry,
Pagans,
Sarah Menescal,
Carl Craig,
June Days,
X-Ray Spex,
Whodini,
Second Layer,
The Mummies,
Half Japanese,
The Beau Brummels,
Dawn Penn,
Nation of Ulysses,
Blancmange,
Funky Four + One,
Curtis Mayfield,
Average White Band,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Remains,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Aloha Tigers,
Roy Ayers,
Slave,
10cc,
Oblivians, Oblivians, Oblivians, Oblivians.
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.