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 Gambia and from Portland.
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 1961 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Urselle to the rap kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Traffic Nightmare. All the underground hits.
All Jerry Gold Smith tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ornette Coleman 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 a clarinet and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Johnny Clarke record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Brand Nubian,
Babytalk,
Drexciya,
Hot Snakes,
Scan 7,
Infiniti,
Godley & Creme,
The Doors,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Parry Music,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Pantaleimon,
Ultimate Spinach,
Icehouse,
Tim Buckley,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Flash Fearless,
Rhythm & Sound,
Soulsonic Force,
Chrome,
Scion,
The Happenings,
The Saints,
Gregory Isaacs,
Khruangbin,
The Evens,
The Martian,
The Cramps,
Youth Brigade,
One Last Wish,
Ash Ra Tempel,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Alton Ellis,
The Associates,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Clear Light,
John Coltrane,
Arab on Radar,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Byron Stingily,
Erykah Badu,
The Litter,
The Fuzztones,
Erasure,
Connie Case,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Dual Sessions,
Althea and Donna,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Bobby Byrd,
The Smoke,
Bizarre Inc.,
Thompson Twins,
Unrelated Segments,
Gang Green,
Jimmy McGriff,
Aaron Thompson,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Idris Muhammad,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Bang On A Can,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Slackers,
Danielle Patucci, Danielle Patucci, Danielle Patucci, Danielle Patucci.
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.