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 Senegal and from Manila.
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 1963 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the 808 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 Scott Walker + Sunn O))) to the funk 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 Todd Terry. All the underground hits.
All Chris & Cosey tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Aswad 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rakim record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Minny Pops,
Dennis Brown,
Fela Kuti,
The Cramps,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Morten Harket,
John Foxx,
Faraquet,
Livin' Joy,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Big Daddy Kane,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Zeros,
Smog,
The Barracudas,
The Mummies,
kango's stein massive,
The Doobie Brothers,
Curtis Mayfield,
Throbbing Gristle,
JFA,
EPMD,
Outsiders,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Peter and Kerry,
Surgeon,
Tres Demented,
The Beau Brummels,
Blancmange,
T. Rex,
Letta Mbulu,
Jacob Miller,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Cameo,
The Flesh Eaters,
Eurythmics,
Average White Band,
Albert Ayler,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Mighty Diamonds,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Smiths,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Sarah Menescal,
Gang Gang Dance,
Heaven 17,
Schoolly D,
Monolake,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Eric Dolphy,
Amon Düül,
Suburban Knight,
Moebius,
Fad Gadget,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Drexciya,
Lyres,
Rotary Connection, Rotary Connection, Rotary Connection, Rotary Connection.
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.