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 Lyon.
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 1968 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Spokane.
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 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the sitar 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 Godley & Creme to the punk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Funky Four + One. All the underground hits.
All The Real Kids tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fela Kuti record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bush Tetras record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lee Hazlewood,
Bob Dylan,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Bill Wells,
The New Christs,
Scion,
Kool Moe Dee,
Oblivians,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Sarah Menescal,
X-101,
8 Eyed Spy,
Fear,
Derrick May,
Bootsy Collins,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Metal Thangz,
Tres Demented,
Echospace,
The Knickerbockers,
Archie Shepp,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
AZ,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Barbara Tucker,
The Fugs,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Kaleidoscope,
Robert Wyatt,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Eden Ahbez,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Marcia Griffiths,
Sister Nancy,
E-Dancer,
The Toasters,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Altered Images,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Gladiators,
The Misunderstood,
Laurel Aitken,
The Barracudas,
The Sound,
Amon Düül,
Essential Logic,
Main Source,
Soul II Soul,
The Residents,
Nico,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Boogie Down Productions,
Radio Birdman,
June Days,
Basic Channel,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Tears for Fears,
Slick Rick,
The Saints,
Electric Prunes,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog.
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.