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 Latvia and from New York.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the marimba 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 Fear to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Maleditus Sound. All the underground hits.
All Drive Like Jehu tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Max Romeo 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Duran Duran record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jerry's Kids,
Pere Ubu,
Big Daddy Kane,
Stetsasonic,
Mo-Dettes,
ABBA,
Hashim,
This Heat,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Brass Construction,
Danielle Patucci,
Tom Boy,
Grey Daturas,
Lebanon Hanover,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Slick Rick,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Flash Fearless,
Tim Buckley,
Babytalk,
Procol Harum,
New York Dolls,
Eric B and Rakim,
Dead Boys,
Wolf Eyes,
The Dave Clark Five,
Boz Scaggs,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Brand Nubian,
Country Teasers,
Rod Modell,
Susan Cadogan,
The Durutti Column,
Yusef Lateef,
La Düsseldorf,
Letta Mbulu,
Tres Demented,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Quadrant,
Isaac Hayes,
The Red Krayola,
Todd Terry,
Sun Ra,
Mantronix,
the Soft Cell,
Ultravox,
The Modern Lovers,
The American Breed,
Joyce Sims,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Dawn Penn,
The Young Rascals,
The Monochrome Set,
Fat Boys,
Technova,
Flipper,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Terry Callier,
Franke,
Roy Ayers,
Drexciya, Drexciya, Drexciya, Drexciya.
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.