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 Slovakia and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in 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 1969 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 Holger Czukay 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 Soft Machine to the rock kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Gabor Szabo. All the underground hits.
All Big Daddy Kane tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Minny Pops record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 güiro and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Minnie Riperton record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
KRS-One,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Modern Lovers,
Yusef Lateef,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Pop Group,
Byron Stingily,
Sixth Finger,
Eric B and Rakim,
Yaz,
Andrew Hill,
Stetsasonic,
The Names,
Funky Four + One,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Evens,
Y Pants,
Harry Pussy,
Franke,
Morten Harket,
Radiohead,
Oblivians,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Scion,
Faust,
Michelle Simonal,
The Vogues,
The Mojo Men,
Harpers Bizarre,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Drexciya,
Brand Nubian,
The Tremeloes,
The Searchers,
Technova,
Jacob Miller,
June Days,
Lower 48,
Cluster,
Bronski Beat,
Godley & Creme,
Freddie Wadling,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Neil Young,
The Blues Magoos,
Swell Maps,
The Dead C,
The Stooges,
Fort Wilson Riot,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Saints,
Josef K,
Cabaret Voltaire,
UT,
The Buckinghams,
The Detroit Cobras,
FM Einheit,
Cal Tjader,
The Raincoats,
Lalo Schifrin,
Bizarre Inc.,
Rosa Yemen,
Masters at Work,
D'Angelo,
Matthew Halsall, Matthew Halsall, Matthew Halsall, Matthew Halsall.
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.