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 Australia and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1964 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 arpeggiator 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 Patti Smith 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 Juan Atkins. All the underground hits.
All Section 25 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Black Dice record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Trojans record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Pop Group,
Man Parrish,
Zapp,
The Barracudas,
Gabor Szabo,
Camberwell Now,
Marshall Jefferson,
Loose Ends,
The Mummies,
Erykah Badu,
Basic Channel,
Siglo XX,
Adolescents,
Ultravox,
Man Eating Sloth,
Aswad,
Reuben Wilson,
Brick,
Gang of Four,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Sarah Menescal,
Tommy Roe,
Robert Wyatt,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Radiopuhelimet,
Josef K,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Popol Vuh,
Brass Construction,
Soulsonic Force,
Bob Dylan,
Kayak,
Nirvana,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Swell Maps,
Steve Hackett,
Pussy Galore,
Bill Near,
Peter and Kerry,
Japan,
Cybotron,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Gang Green,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Brothers Johnson,
The Velvet Underground,
Aural Exciters,
EPMD,
Second Layer,
Underground Resistance,
Jeff Mills,
Yazoo,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
MDC,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
The Gories,
Bootsy Collins,
Bobby Womack,
Susan Cadogan, Susan Cadogan, Susan Cadogan, Susan Cadogan.
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.