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 Poland and from Taipei.
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 1966 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 Oneida to the grime kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Prince Buster. All the underground hits.
All U.S. Maple tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Arcadia record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Flash Fearless record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ralphi Rosario,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Aaron Thompson,
The United States of America,
Moss Icon,
Rotary Connection,
The Fortunes,
The Red Krayola,
The J.B.'s,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Alphaville,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
June of 44,
the Normal,
Slave,
Sparks,
Smog,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Oblivians,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Magazine,
Parry Music,
Dark Day,
Tim Buckley,
Tommy Roe,
Lou Reed,
Graham Central Station,
Brick,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Standells,
Eric Dolphy,
Tears for Fears,
Zapp,
Negative Approach,
Liliput,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Niagra,
The Tremeloes,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Vainqueur,
Saccharine Trust,
Curtis Mayfield,
Kurtis Blow,
Bobby Byrd,
Stetsasonic,
Frankie Knuckles,
the Fania All-Stars,
Harmonia,
Dead Boys,
Roy Ayers,
Sam Rivers,
Aswad,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Offenders,
Spandau Ballet,
Gang Starr,
Livin' Joy,
The Slits,
The Neon Judgement, The Neon Judgement, The Neon Judgement, The Neon Judgement.
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.