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 St Kitts & Nevis and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Johannesburg.
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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Nirvana to the techno kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Soft Machine. All the underground hits.
All David Axelrod tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Reagan Youth record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 an oboe and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rahsaan Roland Kirk record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eden Ahbez,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
the Fania All-Stars,
Sonny Sharrock,
In Retrospect,
ABC,
The Toasters,
The Alarm Clocks,
Pylon,
Soulsonic Force,
Minnie Riperton,
Joy Division,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Flesh Eaters,
Ronan,
DJ Sneak,
Symarip,
T. Rex,
Lindisfarne,
The Cure,
Thee Headcoats,
Aloha Tigers,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Sonic Youth,
Bootsy Collins,
X-101,
New Order,
Scion,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Quantec,
Clear Light,
The Saints,
The Fall,
Andrew Hill,
Average White Band,
Max Romeo,
The Birthday Party,
Gichy Dan,
The Gories,
Aswad,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Kayak,
the Swans,
Rapeman,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Nirvana,
Underground Resistance,
Deakin,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Stiv Bators,
Terrestrial Tones,
Fluxion,
Henry Cow,
Bobby Womack,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Cal Tjader,
Traffic Nightmare,
Joe Smooth,
Infiniti,
Sound Behaviour,
Main Source,
Organ,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell.
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.