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 Mongolia and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Stockholm.
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 mellotron 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 Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel to the funk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Organ. All the underground hits.
All Idris Muhammad tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every London Community Gospel Choir record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 guitar and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a New Age Steppers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Japan,
The Birthday Party,
Dual Sessions,
Yellowson,
Faraquet,
Bauhaus,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Grass Roots,
Stetsasonic,
The Real Kids,
Danielle Patucci,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Crime,
Kerri Chandler,
Erasure,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Kas Product,
Pulsallama,
Clear Light,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Television Personalities,
Ossler,
Yaz,
Harpers Bizarre,
Marvin Gaye,
Visage,
Little Man,
Lucky Dragons,
Carl Craig,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Soft Machine,
Swell Maps,
Colin Newman,
Eli Mardock,
Subhumans,
Godley & Creme,
Buzzcocks,
Bluetip,
The Gun Club,
Public Image Ltd.,
Bad Manners,
Fluxion,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Radiopuhelimet,
Connie Case,
The Angels of Light,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Juan Atkins,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
David McCallum,
Roy Ayers,
the Slits,
Shoche,
Minnie Riperton,
Ultimate Spinach,
Scrapy,
Royal Trux,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Shuggie Otis,
Symarip,
KRS-One,
Pagans,
Sandy B,
Ultra Naté, Ultra Naté, Ultra Naté, Ultra Naté.
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.