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 Korea South and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1966 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 Iggy Pop 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 The Index. All the underground hits.
All Johnny Osbourne tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Dorothy Ashby,
Outsiders,
Derrick Morgan,
Electric Prunes,
The Gap Band,
Young Marble Giants,
Todd Rundgren,
Bobby Byrd,
Lightning Bolt,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Lakeside,
John Foxx,
Funky Four + One,
Scan 7,
Kaleidoscope,
Kerri Chandler,
Von Mondo,
Pet Shop Boys,
LL Cool J,
Sonic Youth,
Radiohead,
AZ,
Boredoms,
the Sonics,
Toni Rubio,
Crooked Eye,
Pylon,
Camouflage,
Morten Harket,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Joey Negro,
Terry Callier,
The Kinks,
Shoche,
Lindisfarne,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Delta 5,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
R.M.O.,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Birthday Party,
Adolescents,
Neil Young,
Laurel Aitken,
X-Ray Spex,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Techniques,
Johnny Clarke,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Nico,
Charles Mingus,
The Toasters,
Anthony Braxton,
Graham Central Station,
Cal Tjader,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Albert Ayler,
Japan,
T.S.O.L.,
The Wake, The Wake, The Wake, The Wake.
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.