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 Cameroon and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1960 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Lyres to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Art Ensemble Of Chicago. All the underground hits.
All A Flock of Seagulls tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lalann 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 mellotron and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Soul Sonic Force record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Au Pairs,
June of 44,
Groovy Waters,
The Litter,
Juan Atkins,
Guru Guru,
MDC,
Derrick May,
Von Mondo,
Arab on Radar,
Kevin Saunderson,
10cc,
Magma,
Silicon Teens,
The Golliwogs,
Warren Ellis,
Aswad,
Throbbing Gristle,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Pop Group,
Eddi Front,
John Foxx,
Marc Almond,
Desert Stars,
Severed Heads,
Lee Hazlewood,
Letta Mbulu,
Cymande,
The Cowsills,
Curtis Mayfield,
Jeff Mills,
Blossom Toes,
Crispian St. Peters,
Zero Boys,
Niagra,
Soulsonic Force,
The Martian,
Lou Christie,
Minny Pops,
Absolute Body Control,
Nik Kershaw,
The Fugs,
Livin' Joy,
Gil Scott Heron,
Quadrant,
Erykah Badu,
Unwound,
Hoover,
Bobby Byrd,
Don Cherry,
Grey Daturas,
Boogie Down Productions,
Altered Images,
Jeru the Damaja,
Stiv Bators,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Johnny Clarke,
Chris Corsano,
Eli Mardock,
DJ Style,
Piero Umiliani,
Bootsy Collins,
A Certain Ratio, A Certain Ratio, A Certain Ratio, A Certain Ratio.
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.