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 Tuvalu and from Mumbai.
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 1965 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Rotary Connection to the punk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Boz Scaggs. All the underground hits.
All Monolake tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Talk Talk 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ultra Naté record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Basic Channel,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
KRS-One,
Sandy B,
Dark Day,
Dennis Brown,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Faraquet,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Smiths,
Anthony Braxton,
The Blackbyrds,
X-101,
Sällskapet,
Animal Collective,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Remains,
Masters at Work,
Maurizio,
The American Breed,
Boz Scaggs,
Pharoah Sanders,
Bad Manners,
Andrew Hill,
Half Japanese,
PIL,
Jawbox,
Zero Boys,
The Doors,
Pantaleimon,
DJ Sneak,
The Walker Brothers,
Pere Ubu,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Rekid,
Q65,
The Moody Blues,
Skaos,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
OOIOO,
Audionom,
Gang of Four,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Radiohead,
E-Dancer,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Rakim,
Marine Girls,
Jeru the Damaja,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Roxette,
Eric Copeland,
Mo-Dettes,
The Slackers,
Icehouse,
Circle Jerks,
Crooked Eye,
The Invisible,
Guru Guru, Guru Guru, Guru Guru, Guru Guru.
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.