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 Gabon and from Taipei.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 Grauzone to the funk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra. All the underground hits.
All Matthew Bourne tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pere Ubu record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Barbara Tucker record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Intrusion,
Blake Baxter,
Iggy Pop,
The Pop Group,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Smoke,
Electric Prunes,
Audionom,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Jerry's Kids,
Harmonia,
Zapp,
Absolute Body Control,
Goldenarms,
Deepchord,
Yusef Lateef,
Royal Trux,
Mr. Review,
Shoche,
Sun Ra,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Dead C,
the Human League,
Kayak,
Crispy Ambulance,
Mandrill,
Section 25,
Second Layer,
Liliput,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Judy Mowatt,
Mission of Burma,
Excepter,
Au Pairs,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Television,
Maurizio,
Newcleus,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Q65,
Radiopuhelimet,
Big Daddy Kane,
the Fania All-Stars,
Ultra Naté,
Joe Finger,
The Music Machine,
Adolescents,
Nils Olav,
Ronan,
Davy DMX,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Fire Engines,
Boz Scaggs,
New Age Steppers,
The Happenings,
Sound Behaviour,
Dead Boys,
Subhumans, Subhumans, Subhumans, Subhumans.
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.