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 Somalia and from Mumbai.
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 1964 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 1965 at the first Beefheart practice in a loft in Lancaster.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Gang Green to the grime 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 Rekid. All the underground hits.
All JFA tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Laurel Aitken record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Jesus and Mary Chain record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eric Copeland,
Zero Boys,
Niagra,
Sight & Sound,
The Slits,
Brass Construction,
Iggy Pop,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Parry Music,
The Star Department,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Ornette Coleman,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Matthew Bourne,
Essential Logic,
Bill Wells,
Nik Kershaw,
Youth Brigade,
F. McDonald,
Steve Hackett,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Black Dice,
Excepter,
Slick Rick,
Gichy Dan,
Pet Shop Boys,
Popol Vuh,
The Knickerbockers,
Nils Olav,
Minutemen,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Lalann,
Hashim,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Q and Not U,
Absolute Body Control,
Warren Ellis,
Skaos,
Altered Images,
Loose Ends,
The Motions,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Whodini,
Minnie Riperton,
Clear Light,
Index,
Cluster,
Fluxion,
DJ Style,
Supertramp,
Mandrill,
Television Personalities,
The Martian,
Bush Tetras,
Jimmy McGriff,
10cc,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Jesper Dahlback, Jesper Dahlback, Jesper Dahlback, Jesper Dahlback.
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.