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 Japan and from Johannesburg.
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 1962 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Seoul.
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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the snare 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 Minnie Riperton to the funk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Sarah Menescal. All the underground hits.
All Grandmaster Flash tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Johnny Clarke record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Misunderstood record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Brick,
Talk Talk,
Ituana,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Accadde A,
Technova,
Main Source,
Dorothy Ashby,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Saints,
Clear Light,
Eve St. Jones,
X-Ray Spex,
Youth Brigade,
Stiv Bators,
Gang Gang Dance,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Panda Bear,
Ossler,
Aswad,
The Motions,
Stetsasonic,
Procol Harum,
Jeff Lynne,
Siglo XX,
Sun Ra,
Quando Quango,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
The Cramps,
Q and Not U,
The Birthday Party,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Kerrie Biddell,
Half Japanese,
The Fire Engines,
Silicon Teens,
the Fania All-Stars,
The Five Americans,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Curtis Mayfield,
Camouflage,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Sandy B,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Chris & Cosey,
Joe Smooth,
Suicide,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Peter & Gordon,
Darondo,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Joe Finger,
the Soft Cell,
Anakelly,
Ronan,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Massinfluence,
Traffic Nightmare,
Second Layer,
Cymande, Cymande, Cymande, Cymande.
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.