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 Finland and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1968 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 Michael McDonald 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 Scratch Acid to the rap kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Hashim. All the underground hits.
All Depeche Mode tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Knickerbockers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Nation of Ulysses record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
the Association,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Black Sheep,
Country Teasers,
Jimmy McGriff,
Sun City Girls,
Alice Coltrane,
Soul II Soul,
Alison Limerick,
JFA,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Scott Walker,
Ten City,
The Young Rascals,
Pharoah Sanders,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Pierre Henry,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Wolf Eyes,
Connie Case,
Brass Construction,
Juan Atkins,
China Crisis,
Pantytec,
Scratch Acid,
Swans,
Prince Buster,
Jeff Lynne,
Chris & Cosey,
Piero Umiliani,
Sex Pistols,
The Saints,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
10cc,
Essential Logic,
Radio Birdman,
Subhumans,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Marshall Jefferson,
Symarip,
the Normal,
Maleditus Sound,
Boz Scaggs,
Blancmange,
Cheater Slicks,
Flipper,
Funkadelic,
The Shadows of Knight,
Oblivians,
Gong,
Monolake,
David McCallum,
Henry Cow,
Susan Cadogan,
Quantec,
Brand Nubian,
Avey Tare,
KRS-One,
Moebius,
Glenn Branca, Glenn Branca, Glenn Branca, Glenn Branca.
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.