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 St Lucia and from Lyon.
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 1965 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 New Order to the punk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Grandmaster Flash. All the underground hits.
All The Gladiators tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Oblivians record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
A Certain Ratio,
Soul Sonic Force,
Dawn Penn,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
L. Decosne,
Sister Nancy,
The Gories,
Stetsasonic,
The Five Americans,
Babytalk,
Flamin' Groovies,
DNA,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Swans,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Roxy Music,
Supertramp,
The Tremeloes,
Bizarre Inc.,
Slave,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Ralphi Rosario,
Massinfluence,
Eve St. Jones,
Soulsonic Force,
The Pretty Things,
Ludus,
the Human League,
Hashim,
Y Pants,
Fluxion,
Alton Ellis,
Josef K,
Accadde A,
Fugazi,
The Electric Prunes,
Skriet,
Gang of Four,
Roger Hodgson,
Newcleus,
Los Fastidios,
Alice Coltrane,
Bauhaus,
K-Klass,
Morten Harket,
The Fortunes,
Eric Dolphy,
Delta 5,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Soft Cell,
The Misunderstood,
Freddie Wadling,
Shuggie Otis,
Anthony Braxton,
X-101,
Animal Collective,
Black Sheep,
Mark Hollis,
the Fania All-Stars,
Be Bop Deluxe,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Slits, The Slits, The Slits, The Slits.
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.