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 Yemen and from Sao Paulo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 Houston and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Yusef Lateef to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Marine Girls. All the underground hits.
All Todd Rundgren tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dark Day record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 sitar and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joe Smooth,
Minutemen,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Gang Starr,
Arab on Radar,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Pierre Henry,
Deakin,
The Detroit Cobras,
Pharoah Sanders,
Prince Buster,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Todd Terry,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Stockholm Monsters,
Curtis Mayfield,
Bizarre Inc.,
Tom Boy,
Reuben Wilson,
Mo-Dettes,
Eric Dolphy,
Lindisfarne,
The Misunderstood,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
The Fuzztones,
OOIOO,
Minor Threat,
The Motions,
Mr. Review,
EPMD,
Anakelly,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Amon Düül II,
the Sonics,
Easy Going,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Modern Lovers,
Nation of Ulysses,
Brothers Johnson,
Boz Scaggs,
The Zeros,
PIL,
Liliput,
The Busters,
Steve Hackett,
Janne Schatter,
Sällskapet,
Sound Behaviour,
Joe Finger,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Lyres,
Jerry's Kids,
Ralphi Rosario,
Skarface,
Anthony Braxton,
Chris & Cosey,
Hasil Adkins,
FM Einheit,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band, Lafayette Afro Rock Band, Lafayette Afro Rock Band, Lafayette Afro Rock Band.
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.