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 Nicaragua and from Mumbai.
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 1969 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the güiro 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 DeepChord presents Echospace to the jazz 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 Bush Tetras. All the underground hits.
All 10cc tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Real Kids record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Model 500 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Raincoats,
Gregory Isaacs,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Lalo Schifrin,
Smog,
The Knickerbockers,
Derrick May,
Suicide,
Soul II Soul,
The Young Rascals,
Inner City,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Mr. Review,
Agitation Free,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Beasts of Bourbon,
The Mummies,
Albert Ayler,
Gong,
Black Flag,
Mantronix,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Associates,
In Retrospect,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Warsaw,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Little Man,
Althea and Donna,
Eric Copeland,
Maleditus Sound,
Bobby Womack,
Yellowson,
Lalann,
Funky Four + One,
Panda Bear,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Boz Scaggs,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Slick Rick,
Skarface,
Toni Rubio,
F. McDonald,
The J.B.'s,
Kayak,
the Sonics,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Alarm Clocks,
The Names,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Au Pairs,
The Standells,
Pagans,
Quantec,
The Music Machine,
Groovy Waters,
Glenn Branca,
The Martian,
Wings,
Metal Thangz,
Brand Nubian,
The Walker Brothers,
Iggy Pop,
Patti Smith, Patti Smith, Patti Smith, Patti Smith.
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.