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 Rwanda and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 marimba 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 Roy Ayers Ubiquity to the rock 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 The Misunderstood. All the underground hits.
All Gang of Four tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Simply Red 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Modern Lovers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nik Kershaw,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Ossler,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Tubeway Army,
Aaron Thompson,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Kas Product,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Gastr Del Sol,
Gregory Isaacs,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Funkadelic,
Roy Ayers,
Juan Atkins,
Niagra,
Infiniti,
Ohio Players,
The J.B.'s,
Nils Olav,
Fugazi,
The Real Kids,
Scott Walker,
Drexciya,
Minny Pops,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Shoche,
Yellowson,
Ultra Naté,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Sugar Minott,
One Last Wish,
The Vogues,
Grey Daturas,
Marmalade,
Ponytail,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Sun Ra,
The New Christs,
Con Funk Shun,
The Sound,
Bronski Beat,
Shuggie Otis,
Fluxion,
New Order,
Newcleus,
David Axelrod,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Erykah Badu,
Organ,
Gerry Rafferty,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Fugs,
Cluster,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Fuzztones,
Camouflage,
Sarah Menescal,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Knickerbockers,
Gil Scott Heron,
The Beau Brummels,
Sällskapet, Sällskapet, Sällskapet, Sällskapet.
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.