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 Lithuania and from Cairo.
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 1966 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Justin Hinds & The Dominoes to the dance kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Siglo XX. All the underground hits.
All Yazoo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Toni Rubio record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 a clarinet and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Mark Hollis record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jeff Mills,
Arcadia,
Lucky Dragons,
Silicon Teens,
The Skatalites,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Soft Machine,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Michelle Simonal,
Spoonie Gee,
Vladislav Delay,
Massinfluence,
The Gladiators,
Wire,
The Trojans,
Ice-T,
Moby Grape,
The Monks,
Panda Bear,
Quantec,
Gabor Szabo,
Stereo Dub,
Severed Heads,
Brothers Johnson,
Youth Brigade,
Amon Düül II,
Fugazi,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Cal Tjader,
Zapp,
Fela Kuti,
Pulsallama,
Letta Mbulu,
The Fugs,
Icehouse,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Isaac Hayes,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Mojo Men,
Flipper,
The Sonics,
Au Pairs,
Section 25,
Khruangbin,
Barclay James Harvest,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Steve Hackett,
Neil Young,
Aaron Thompson,
Sun Ra,
Agitation Free,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Banda Bassotti,
Fatback Band,
Organ,
Cymande,
The Modern Lovers,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Raincoats,
Andrew Hill,
Brand Nubian,
Neu!,
the Bar-Kays, the Bar-Kays, the Bar-Kays, the Bar-Kays.
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.