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 Egypt and from Spokane.
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 1966 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Paris.
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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the 808 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 Young Marble Giants to the rap kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Public Enemy. All the underground hits.
All Average White Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Vaughan Mason & Crew 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 snare and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kango’s Stein Massive record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Magma,
The Doors,
The Modern Lovers,
Technova,
Inner City,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Danielle Patucci,
Toni Rubio,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Barracudas,
Dawn Penn,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Groovy Waters,
Swans,
Guru Guru,
Bill Wells,
Barry Ungar,
The Gladiators,
The Motions,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
B.T. Express,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Laurel Aitken,
Liliput,
Black Sheep,
CMW,
The Count Five,
Nirvana,
Nas,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Marcia Griffiths,
Fugazi,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Ultimate Spinach,
Parry Music,
David Bowie,
Carl Craig,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Todd Rundgren,
Pantaleimon,
World's Most,
Drexciya,
Delon & Dalcan,
Graham Central Station,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Godley & Creme,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Blossom Toes,
The Moleskins,
Talk Talk,
Bad Manners,
Eric B and Rakim,
Robert Görl,
Amon Düül II,
Johnny Osbourne,
X-101,
June Days,
Cymande,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Shuggie Otis,
Kas Product, Kas Product, Kas Product, Kas Product.
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.