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 Croatia and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1966 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 snare 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 Fifty Foot Hose to the crunk 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 Justin Hinds & The Dominoes. All the underground hits.
All Unrelated Segments tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pylon record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kool Moe Dee record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Unrelated Segments,
Rod Modell,
Frankie Knuckles,
Swell Maps,
Arthur Verocai,
Hasil Adkins,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
L. Decosne,
Leonard Cohen,
Agitation Free,
Mr. Review,
Drive Like Jehu,
John Holt,
the Germs,
Amon Düül II,
Little Man,
The Happenings,
Niagra,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Jacob Miller,
Derrick May,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
PIL,
Ultimate Spinach,
kango's stein massive,
Roy Ayers,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Offenders,
New Order,
Sun City Girls,
Zero Boys,
Moss Icon,
Von Mondo,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Rapeman,
Youth Brigade,
The Mojo Men,
Minny Pops,
Danielle Patucci,
Junior Murvin,
Tomorrow,
Throbbing Gristle,
Kenny Larkin,
Guru Guru,
Interpol,
Soul II Soul,
The American Breed,
Isaac Hayes,
Au Pairs,
Essential Logic,
Nation of Ulysses,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Raincoats,
Symarip,
Arab on Radar,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Flipper,
Hardrive,
Bobby Byrd,
Harpers Bizarre,
Donald Byrd,
Cymande, Cymande, Cymande, Cymande.
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.