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 Dominican Republic and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1967 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 the Germs to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic. All the underground hits.
All Tommy Roe tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Deakin record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dennis Brown 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 Smiths,
Carl Craig,
Essential Logic,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Lebanon Hanover,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Invisible,
Joey Negro,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Fat Boys,
Unwound,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Juan Atkins,
Moby Grape,
June of 44,
The Victims,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Minny Pops,
Pharoah Sanders,
JFA,
Eric Dolphy,
Isaac Hayes,
Groovy Waters,
Inner City,
Icehouse,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
John Holt,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Porter Ricks,
Alison Limerick,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Soft Machine,
Ken Boothe,
Erasure,
F. McDonald,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Qualms,
Tres Demented,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Fluxion,
The Evens,
The Doors,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Saints,
Visage,
Second Layer,
Gabor Szabo,
The Flesh Eaters,
Sun Ra,
Anakelly,
The Wake,
The Moody Blues,
Crooked Eye,
New York Dolls,
Pussy Galore,
Pierre Henry,
The Misunderstood,
Mo-Dettes,
The Busters, The Busters, The Busters, The Busters.
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.