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 Mauritania and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1965.
I was there at the first Beefheart show in Lancaster.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Ohio Players to the funk 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 Rhythim Is Rhythim. All the underground hits.
All Whodini tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Camberwell Now 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Whodini record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Niagra,
Can,
Absolute Body Control,
Yaz,
the Bar-Kays,
Nico,
Skarface,
Aural Exciters,
Hardrive,
Gang Green,
The Grass Roots,
Monolake,
T.S.O.L.,
Connie Case,
Boz Scaggs,
Rotary Connection,
the Sonics,
The Fire Engines,
The Index,
the Soft Cell,
Adolescents,
Pulsallama,
Aaron Thompson,
Outsiders,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Quadrant,
The Buckinghams,
Rapeman,
Fad Gadget,
Television Personalities,
Darondo,
The Count Five,
Cecil Taylor,
Yusef Lateef,
The Blues Magoos,
Con Funk Shun,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Pet Shop Boys,
Eurythmics,
Joyce Sims,
Terry Callier,
Fatback Band,
Hashim,
Bill Near,
Livin' Joy,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Kerrie Biddell,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Visage,
Moss Icon,
Popol Vuh,
Ten City,
F. McDonald,
Jesper Dahlbäck, Jesper Dahlbäck, Jesper Dahlbäck, Jesper Dahlbäck.
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.