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 Liberia and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
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 Shadows of Knight to the jazz 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 Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane. All the underground hits.
All Reuben Wilson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lafayette Afro Rock Band 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Patti Smith record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gang Starr,
Kas Product,
EPMD,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Cluster,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Slave,
Q and Not U,
In Retrospect,
Trumans Water,
Electric Prunes,
Parry Music,
Country Joe & The Fish,
kango's stein massive,
The Last Poets,
New Order,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Nils Olav,
The Durutti Column,
Pagans,
Girls At Our Best!,
Patti Smith,
Fela Kuti,
Mission of Burma,
Janne Schatter,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Velvet Underground,
Babytalk,
Grauzone,
Junior Murvin,
Kurtis Blow,
Khruangbin,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Kinks,
Ponytail,
Cameo,
Scrapy,
Jacob Miller,
Minnie Riperton,
The Leaves,
Faust,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Star Department,
Darondo,
Eric B and Rakim,
Heaven 17,
Joe Finger,
Harry Pussy,
Kenny Larkin,
Motorama,
The Litter,
The Slits,
The Cramps,
The Gories,
Deadbeat,
Amon Düül II,
Stereo Dub,
Guru Guru,
Dead Boys, Dead Boys, Dead Boys, Dead Boys.
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.