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 Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1965.
I was there at the first Beefheart show in Lancaster.
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 1960 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Madrid.
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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Crooked Eye to the crunk 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 Johnny Osbourne. All the underground hits.
All Metal Thangz tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Moby Grape record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Radio Birdman record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
David Bowie,
Sixth Finger,
kango's stein massive,
Los Fastidios,
Susan Cadogan,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Velvet Underground,
Johnny Clarke,
The Golliwogs,
Bizarre Inc.,
Mr. Review,
The Star Department,
Colin Newman,
The Toasters,
CMW,
Essential Logic,
Bill Wells,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Mandrill,
Marc Almond,
Wolf Eyes,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
KRS-One,
Gang Starr,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Skriet,
Cymande,
Visage,
Malaria!,
Joey Negro,
Siglo XX,
Drive Like Jehu,
Zapp,
The Index,
Electric Prunes,
Intrusion,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
D'Angelo,
Ten City,
Traffic Nightmare,
Sandy B,
Matthew Bourne,
Isaac Hayes,
Peter and Kerry,
The Moody Blues,
Severed Heads,
Ronnie Foster,
Charles Mingus,
Khruangbin,
Kas Product,
Neil Young,
Jawbox,
The Fall,
Yusef Lateef,
Ituana,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
cv313,
Quando Quango,
Grey Daturas,
In Retrospect,
Byron Stingily,
Kerri Chandler, Kerri Chandler, Kerri Chandler, Kerri Chandler.
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.