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 Cuba and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South 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 1962 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Ken Boothe 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 Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band. All the underground hits.
All Sun Ra tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cal Tjader record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 mellotron and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Angels of Light & Akron/Family record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Red Krayola,
Eve St. Jones,
Traffic Nightmare,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
CMW,
Altered Images,
Scrapy,
Marine Girls,
Khruangbin,
The Human League,
The Cramps,
Minny Pops,
Loose Ends,
Bluetip,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Cluster,
John Foxx,
kango's stein massive,
Yellowson,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Leonard Cohen,
Juan Atkins,
Tom Boy,
The Gap Band,
Jeff Lynne,
Byron Stingily,
the Association,
Black Bananas,
Thee Headcoats,
Agitation Free,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Barbara Tucker,
Drexciya,
The Real Kids,
Lungfish,
Cecil Taylor,
LL Cool J,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Blake Baxter,
Harpers Bizarre,
A Certain Ratio,
48th St. Collective,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Lyres,
Outsiders,
Organ,
the Human League,
Model 500,
Angry Samoans,
EPMD,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Rotary Connection,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Invisible,
The Buckinghams,
The Litter,
The Count Five,
Gastr Del Sol,
E-Dancer, E-Dancer, E-Dancer, E-Dancer.
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.