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 Trinidad & Tobago and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Bronski Beat show in Brixton.
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 1967 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 1965 at the first Beefheart practice in a loft in Lancaster.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Jeru the Damaja to the funk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Dual Sessions. All the underground hits.
All Marine Girls tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eyeless In Gaza record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kevin Saunderson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Excepter,
The Raincoats,
Matthew Bourne,
Mo-Dettes,
Rhythm & Sound,
David Axelrod,
Minnie Riperton,
Bobby Sherman,
Unrelated Segments,
MC5,
Brass Construction,
Massinfluence,
Sparks,
Audionom,
Grey Daturas,
Pierre Henry,
The Mummies,
Livin' Joy,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Aswad,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Yazoo,
Jeff Mills,
Eurythmics,
Lalo Schifrin,
Nirvana,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Youth Brigade,
The Smiths,
Dawn Penn,
Junior Murvin,
Hot Snakes,
Piero Umiliani,
Country Teasers,
The Fire Engines,
Bluetip,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Schoolly D,
Warsaw,
Joey Negro,
Ohio Players,
Wings,
Mandrill,
Parry Music,
Fugazi,
AZ,
FM Einheit,
ABBA,
Boz Scaggs,
Talk Talk,
Bill Near,
Y Pants,
Scratch Acid,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Gong,
Technova,
Stetsasonic,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Television Personalities,
Neu!,
The Remains, The Remains, The Remains, The Remains.
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.