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 Ecuador and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1966 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 Captain Beefheart 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 Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds to the dance 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 Sunsets and Hearts. All the underground hits.
All Oppenheimer Analysis tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every DJ Style 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a China Crisis record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Fela Kuti,
The Star Department,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
JFA,
The Trojans,
Leonard Cohen,
Eric B and Rakim,
John Lydon,
Joe Smooth,
Accadde A,
Rotary Connection,
Organ,
Don Cherry,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Kas Product,
Rites of Spring,
L. Decosne,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Stereo Dub,
The Mojo Men,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Junior Murvin,
Funky Four + One,
Black Sheep,
MC5,
The Dirtbombs,
Saccharine Trust,
The Skatalites,
The Barracudas,
Terry Callier,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Boredoms,
Charles Mingus,
The Gap Band,
Rekid,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Davy DMX,
a-ha,
Wolf Eyes,
Pulsallama,
Severed Heads,
The Cramps,
Kenny Larkin,
Minnie Riperton,
Kevin Saunderson,
Grandmaster Flash,
Khruangbin,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Fuzztones,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Newcleus,
Joy Division,
Aloha Tigers,
Man Eating Sloth,
Malaria!,
The Moleskins,
Henry Cow,
Yusef Lateef,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five, Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five, Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five, Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five.
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.