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 Hungary and from Johannesburg.
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 1961 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 1976 at the first Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 The Cure to the dance 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 Hot Snakes. All the underground hits.
All Terry Callier tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Excepter record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 an oboe and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a DJ Sneak record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
London Community Gospel Choir,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Second Layer,
Bluetip,
Lalann,
Idris Muhammad,
Sandy B,
Pantaleimon,
Cymande,
The Busters,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Joe Smooth,
The Happenings,
The Red Krayola,
Spoonie Gee,
The Doobie Brothers,
Iggy Pop,
Letta Mbulu,
The Sound,
La Düsseldorf,
Bush Tetras,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Main Source,
Bootsy Collins,
Bobby Womack,
Deakin,
The Wake,
Blake Baxter,
The Stooges,
Yellowson,
Sister Nancy,
The Dave Clark Five,
Guru Guru,
Zero Boys,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Alarm Clocks,
Barry Ungar,
Harpers Bizarre,
Lyres,
the Human League,
Connie Case,
ABC,
AZ,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Make Up,
The Searchers,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Desert Stars,
The Black Dice,
Ludus,
Arthur Verocai,
Ken Boothe,
Anthony Braxton,
Todd Terry,
Flamin' Groovies,
Boredoms,
Stetsasonic,
The Raincoats,
Brand Nubian,
Joey Negro, Joey Negro, Joey Negro, Joey Negro.
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.