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 Niger and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1964 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the güiro 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 Joensuu 1685 to the crunk 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 Anakelly. All the underground hits.
All Ken Boothe tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every China Crisis 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Doobie Brothers,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Funkadelic,
The Knickerbockers,
Deadbeat,
Pere Ubu,
Davy DMX,
Severed Heads,
Jacob Miller,
Curtis Mayfield,
David Axelrod,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Scratch Acid,
Shuggie Otis,
Simply Red,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Ultravox,
Television Personalities,
Barbara Tucker,
Al Stewart,
The American Breed,
Amazonics,
Dorothy Ashby,
ABC,
Das Ding,
Zapp,
Pet Shop Boys,
Country Teasers,
The Real Kids,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Man Eating Sloth,
Johnny Osbourne,
Robert Wyatt,
The Cramps,
Delon & Dalcan,
Sound Behaviour,
Wolf Eyes,
Lee Hazlewood,
Arab on Radar,
The Neon Judgement,
Public Image Ltd.,
Yaz,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Albert Ayler,
Graham Central Station,
Jerry's Kids,
Organ,
the Swans,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Bauhaus,
The New Christs,
The Velvet Underground,
Cymande,
Nils Olav,
Parry Music,
Joe Smooth,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Niagra,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Accadde A, Accadde A, Accadde A, Accadde A.
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.