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 Honduras and from Bremen.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Swans 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 The Slackers. All the underground hits.
All Mad Mike tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Isaac Hayes 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 rhodes and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jeru the Damaja record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Germs,
The Fuzztones,
Fluxion,
Massinfluence,
Mary Jane Girls,
Subhumans,
Joe Smooth,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Move,
Deadbeat,
Radiohead,
Harry Pussy,
Letta Mbulu,
Matthew Bourne,
Porter Ricks,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Black Dice,
Piero Umiliani,
Johnny Clarke,
Black Pus,
Kaleidoscope,
The United States of America,
Make Up,
The Associates,
David Axelrod,
the Association,
Simply Red,
Bad Manners,
Accadde A,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
A Certain Ratio,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Camberwell Now,
Althea and Donna,
Funky Four + One,
Aloha Tigers,
Rakim,
Spoonie Gee,
New Age Steppers,
Sparks,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The New Christs,
EPMD,
Heaven 17,
Marc Almond,
The Smoke,
Eric Dolphy,
Wire,
One Last Wish,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Pet Shop Boys,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Kool Moe Dee,
Tomorrow,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Neon Judgement,
Barry Ungar,
The Red Krayola,
Terry Callier,
Technova,
Donny Hathaway, Donny Hathaway, Donny Hathaway, Donny Hathaway.
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.