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 Mexico and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 Johannesburg and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band to the funk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Peter & Gordon. All the underground hits.
All Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Roy Ayers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 a mellotron and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Minutemen record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gang Gang Dance,
the Human League,
The Kinks,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Organ,
Trumans Water,
Faust,
James White and The Blacks,
Duran Duran,
The Blackbyrds,
Sun City Girls,
DJ Sneak,
Shuggie Otis,
Sexual Harrassment,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Slick Rick,
Camberwell Now,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Byron Stingily,
Crash Course in Science,
Sound Behaviour,
The Wake,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Monks,
Jesper Dahlback,
Amon Düül II,
Skaos,
Sly & The Family Stone,
the Normal,
Average White Band,
Funkadelic,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Flesh Eaters,
Liliput,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Hashim,
KRS-One,
Donny Hathaway,
The New Christs,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Dave Clark Five,
Groovy Waters,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Derrick May,
Lightning Bolt,
Ice-T,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Toasters,
Arab on Radar,
Gastr Del Sol,
Joey Negro,
These Immortal Souls,
Junior Murvin,
Kool Moe Dee,
Reagan Youth,
Matthew Halsall,
The Happenings,
David McCallum,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Lucky Dragons,
Gabor Szabo,
June Days, June Days, June Days, June Days.
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.