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 Thailand and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1969 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the oboe 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 Larry & the Blue Notes to the rock 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 Stiv Bators. All the underground hits.
All Idris Muhammad 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 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 an arpeggiator and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Blackbyrds record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Bronski Beat,
John Holt,
Todd Rundgren,
Crooked Eye,
the Sonics,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Star Department,
The Seeds,
Throbbing Gristle,
Thee Headcoats,
The Blues Magoos,
Rites of Spring,
Sun Ra,
ABBA,
Urselle,
The Skatalites,
The Fall,
Eurythmics,
Alice Coltrane,
John Lydon,
Marine Girls,
China Crisis,
Ultimate Spinach,
Goldenarms,
Isaac Hayes,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Sister Nancy,
Franke,
Sight & Sound,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Bush Tetras,
Peter & Gordon,
Brand Nubian,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Blackbyrds,
Matthew Halsall,
Gong,
Gil Scott Heron,
Delon & Dalcan,
Zapp,
Jeff Mills,
Toni Rubio,
Alison Limerick,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
The Gories,
The Human League,
Amon Düül,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
B.T. Express,
Jerry Gold Smith,
X-102,
Rufus Thomas,
Procol Harum,
Talk Talk,
Joe Smooth,
FM Einheit,
Zero Boys,
Andrew Hill,
Stereo Dub,
Stetsasonic, Stetsasonic, Stetsasonic, Stetsasonic.
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.