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 Belgium and from Toronto.
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 1967 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Glambeats Corp. to the dance 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 Bobby Sherman. All the underground hits.
All The Dave Clark Five tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Brass Construction record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Curtis Mayfield record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jeru the Damaja,
MC5,
Soul II Soul,
The Blackbyrds,
Idris Muhammad,
Marcia Griffiths,
Gastr Del Sol,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Selecter,
PIL,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Little Man,
Anthony Braxton,
Peter and Kerry,
Bang On A Can,
Pet Shop Boys,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Move,
Sonic Youth,
Section 25,
Kerri Chandler,
The Dead C,
Gang Gang Dance,
Japan,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Audionom,
Terry Callier,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Steve Hackett,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
A Certain Ratio,
The Smiths,
Blake Baxter,
Heaven 17,
X-101,
Joensuu 1685,
Kaleidoscope,
Massinfluence,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Dennis Brown,
Infiniti,
X-102,
Sonny Sharrock,
Bobby Womack,
Iggy Pop,
Don Cherry,
Subhumans,
The Moody Blues,
Matthew Bourne,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Blossom Toes,
The Black Dice,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Young Marble Giants,
Davy DMX,
Franke,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Roy Ayers,
Rotary Connection, Rotary Connection, Rotary Connection, Rotary Connection.
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.