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 Ivory Coast and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Ralphi Rosario to the grime 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 Audionom. All the underground hits.
All Excepter tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Von Mondo 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 a rhodes and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Donald Byrd record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Soul II Soul,
X-101,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Vogues,
Drive Like Jehu,
Pylon,
Bang On A Can,
Sällskapet,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Dirtbombs,
Lalann,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Jeff Lynne,
Dawn Penn,
John Lydon,
Donald Byrd,
Erykah Badu,
Los Fastidios,
The Names,
Blancmange,
Don Cherry,
Brand Nubian,
Cluster,
Electric Prunes,
Minutemen,
New Age Steppers,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Sam Rivers,
The Monochrome Set,
Bill Wells,
Sonny Sharrock,
Slave,
Maleditus Sound,
June of 44,
Jandek,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Theoretical Girls,
Pharoah Sanders,
Scrapy,
Ludus,
Hardrive,
Japan,
Sexual Harrassment,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Eve St. Jones,
Peter and Kerry,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Lebanon Hanover,
Mission of Burma,
FM Einheit,
The Beau Brummels,
The Selecter,
Connie Case,
Andrew Hill,
Aural Exciters,
Agent Orange,
Harmonia,
the Sonics,
Jacob Miller,
ABC,
10cc,
Excepter,
Goldenarms, Goldenarms, Goldenarms, Goldenarms.
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.