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 Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1968 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 chamberlin 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 Angry Samoans to the disco kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Cal Tjader. All the underground hits.
All Qualms tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Hardrive record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ken Boothe,
Rotary Connection,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Nick Fraelich,
Eden Ahbez,
The Cramps,
Black Moon,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Franke,
Robert Wyatt,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
the Slits,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Cure,
The Trojans,
Goldenarms,
Joyce Sims,
Scan 7,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Zeros,
Deadbeat,
Beasts of Bourbon,
The Offenders,
Scion,
Das Ding,
Gabor Szabo,
Cameo,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Gories,
Hot Snakes,
Barry Ungar,
Camouflage,
The Skatalites,
The Knickerbockers,
Cybotron,
Dark Day,
Wasted Youth,
Aloha Tigers,
Camberwell Now,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
the Sonics,
These Immortal Souls,
The Shadows of Knight,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Soft Machine,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Japan,
Clear Light,
Public Enemy,
Freddie Wadling,
The Fall,
Funkadelic,
New Age Steppers,
Dorothy Ashby,
Malaria!,
X-101,
the Germs,
Minor Threat,
David McCallum,
Thee Headcoats,
Vladislav Delay,
Fifty Foot Hose, Fifty Foot Hose, Fifty Foot Hose, Fifty Foot Hose.
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.