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 Nauru and from Shanghai.
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 1962 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Moss Icon to the grime 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 Barry Ungar. All the underground hits.
All The Birthday Party tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Gories 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Skaos record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eric B and Rakim,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Royal Trux,
Outsiders,
Toni Rubio,
the Sonics,
Isaac Hayes,
Section 25,
Ken Boothe,
The Fire Engines,
Gong,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Adolescents,
John Holt,
Godley & Creme,
Roxette,
David Axelrod,
The Modern Lovers,
New Age Steppers,
Fela Kuti,
Pere Ubu,
Chrome,
JFA,
Zero Boys,
Brand Nubian,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Guru Guru,
F. McDonald,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Black Dice,
Nick Fraelich,
Joey Negro,
Dark Day,
Scion,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The Invisible,
The Sonics,
The Cramps,
The Misunderstood,
cv313,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Sexual Harrassment,
The Blues Magoos,
Organ,
CMW,
These Immortal Souls,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Sparks,
Pagans,
Black Moon,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
T. Rex,
Anthony Braxton,
Jerry's Kids,
Blossom Toes,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Buckinghams,
Rekid,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Velvet Underground,
Black Bananas, Black Bananas, Black Bananas, Black Bananas.
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.