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 Honduras and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1965 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Bremen.
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 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 Godley & Creme to the techno kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Tommy Roe. All the underground hits.
All Jesper Dahlbäck tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Thompson Twins record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Mighty Diamonds record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Colin Newman,
Iggy Pop,
Pulsallama,
Deadbeat,
New Age Steppers,
Fad Gadget,
X-101,
Eddi Front,
Severed Heads,
Johnny Clarke,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Quadrant,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Walker Brothers,
Black Bananas,
the Slits,
Mark Hollis,
Surgeon,
Unwound,
Kayak,
Patti Smith,
Roy Ayers,
Yaz,
Wolf Eyes,
The Barracudas,
This Heat,
Parry Music,
Sun City Girls,
Sex Pistols,
Josef K,
Godley & Creme,
Sam Rivers,
Curtis Mayfield,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
K-Klass,
Reuben Wilson,
Symarip,
Young Marble Giants,
Magma,
UT,
Jacob Miller,
LL Cool J,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Blues Magoos,
Circle Jerks,
The Offenders,
Mission of Burma,
Reagan Youth,
Vainqueur,
Moebius,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Simply Red,
Amazonics,
Neu!,
The Sonics,
Pharoah Sanders,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Rotary Connection,
Roger Hodgson,
The Dead C,
DJ Sneak, DJ Sneak, DJ Sneak, DJ Sneak.
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.