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 Algeria and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1965 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 theremin 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 Icehouse to the rap 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 Faraquet. All the underground hits.
All Babytalk tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Crispian St. Peters record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Reagan Youth,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Pantytec,
Public Image Ltd.,
Bill Near,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Kinks,
Loose Ends,
Yellowson,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Black Bananas,
Schoolly D,
JFA,
The Angels of Light,
Mark Hollis,
David Bowie,
Maurizio,
Babytalk,
Bobby Womack,
Sun Ra,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Cowsills,
Marvin Gaye,
Jeff Mills,
Metal Thangz,
John Foxx,
Alison Limerick,
The Electric Prunes,
The Young Rascals,
A Flock of Seagulls,
FM Einheit,
Wolf Eyes,
Jawbox,
AZ,
Franke,
Eden Ahbez,
Minny Pops,
Suicide,
Connie Case,
Q65,
Adolescents,
Blossom Toes,
Wasted Youth,
Chrome,
Lou Reed,
Scientists,
Pole,
Symarip,
Byron Stingily,
Index,
Eric Copeland,
Skriet,
Aural Exciters,
The Standells,
Gabor Szabo,
Eve St. Jones,
Bang On A Can,
The Zeros,
Kerri Chandler, Kerri Chandler, Kerri Chandler, Kerri Chandler.
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.