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 Guatemala and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1965.
I was there at the first Beefheart show in Lancaster.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 a-ha to the funk 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 Blossom Toes. All the underground hits.
All The Smoke tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Peter and Kerry record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Minor Threat record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Robert Görl,
Moby Grape,
a-ha,
D'Angelo,
Groovy Waters,
Jandek,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Kenny Larkin,
Camouflage,
Joensuu 1685,
Von Mondo,
Iggy Pop,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Sight & Sound,
Gang Green,
Henry Cow,
The Gories,
Soul II Soul,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
June Days,
Country Teasers,
Hasil Adkins,
Oblivians,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Wally Richardson,
Amon Düül II,
Pole,
Bush Tetras,
Agent Orange,
Severed Heads,
David Axelrod,
Popol Vuh,
Quantec,
Malaria!,
Q and Not U,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Pierre Henry,
the Sonics,
Ice-T,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Whodini,
Barrington Levy,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Nik Kershaw,
Mo-Dettes,
Idris Muhammad,
The Gap Band,
Davy DMX,
John Coltrane,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Skatalites,
Royal Trux,
Pantaleimon,
Yazoo,
The Alarm Clocks,
Andrew Hill,
The Names,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Johnny Osbourne,
Ohio Players,
48th St. Collective, 48th St. Collective, 48th St. Collective, 48th St. Collective.
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.