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 Senegal and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 Taipei and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Kool G Rap & DJ Polo to the rock kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Isaac Hayes. All the underground hits.
All The Black Dice tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Bar-Kays record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 marimba and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Babytalk 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?
Howard Jones,
Gabor Szabo,
Curtis Mayfield,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Donald Byrd,
Marine Girls,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
John Coltrane,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Infiniti,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Gories,
Derrick Morgan,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Country Teasers,
The Residents,
Isaac Hayes,
Darondo,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Kevin Saunderson,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Jacob Miller,
Metal Thangz,
The Young Rascals,
Quando Quango,
Easy Going,
The Motions,
Ponytail,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Sound Behaviour,
Cal Tjader,
Fela Kuti,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
David McCallum,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
The Dirtbombs,
Clear Light,
Pagans,
Bad Manners,
Audionom,
Moss Icon,
This Heat,
June of 44,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Pet Shop Boys,
John Lydon,
Joyce Sims,
Bang On A Can,
Agitation Free,
The Moody Blues,
Peter & Gordon,
Oblivians,
The Alarm Clocks,
the Bar-Kays,
Dead Boys,
Sonic Youth,
Kool Moe Dee,
Erykah Badu,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Johnny Clarke,
Bush Tetras,
Warren Ellis, Warren Ellis, Warren Ellis, Warren Ellis.
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.