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 Morocco and from Hong Kong.
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 1969 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Bauhaus to the funk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Warsaw. All the underground hits.
All Crooked Eye tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Leaves record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Idris Muhammad record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Darondo,
Todd Terry,
Model 500,
Aswad,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Dave Gahan,
Slave,
Soul Sonic Force,
Blossom Toes,
Trumans Water,
The Seeds,
Royal Trux,
Los Fastidios,
Pulsallama,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Gap Band,
T.S.O.L.,
The Happenings,
Idris Muhammad,
Minnie Riperton,
Morten Harket,
Chris Corsano,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Joyce Sims,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Television,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Echospace,
Alton Ellis,
Ice-T,
Steve Hackett,
Section 25,
LL Cool J,
Pet Shop Boys,
Donald Byrd,
Jandek,
Scientists,
Patti Smith,
Avey Tare,
Talk Talk,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
DJ Sneak,
Cybotron,
John Coltrane,
The Mighty Diamonds,
ABC,
Country Teasers,
Brass Construction,
Sparks,
Deadbeat,
Al Stewart,
Pylon,
Blancmange,
Derrick May,
Lou Reed,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Gabor Szabo,
Yaz,
La Düsseldorf,
Vainqueur, Vainqueur, Vainqueur, Vainqueur.
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.