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 Egypt and from Lagos.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 De La Soul & Jungle Brothers to the funk 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 Selector Dub Narcotic. All the underground hits.
All The Grass Roots tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Siglo XX record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Dave Clark Five record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Index,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
F. McDonald,
Animal Collective,
Nas,
Accadde A,
Camberwell Now,
Jerry Gold Smith,
The Grass Roots,
New Age Steppers,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Stetsasonic,
Oblivians,
Groovy Waters,
Tomorrow,
Terrestrial Tones,
Boz Scaggs,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Matthew Halsall,
Das Ding,
Camouflage,
Slick Rick,
Sandy B,
the Human League,
the Sonics,
Vladislav Delay,
Carl Craig,
Faraquet,
Howard Jones,
Visage,
Ice-T,
Roger Hodgson,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Cramps,
Gang of Four,
Brass Construction,
One Last Wish,
Mark Hollis,
10cc,
DNA,
The Martian,
Nation of Ulysses,
Franke,
Yusef Lateef,
Massinfluence,
The Saints,
Gastr Del Sol,
Pierre Henry,
Bizarre Inc.,
Cameo,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The J.B.'s,
CMW,
Susan Cadogan,
X-101,
OOIOO,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Q and Not U,
The Velvet Underground, The Velvet Underground, The Velvet Underground, The Velvet Underground.
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.