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 Guyana and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 Stockholm and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 rhodes 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 Japan to the rock 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 The Beau Brummels. All the underground hits.
All Half Japanese tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eric Copeland record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sly & The Family Stone record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Radiopuhelimet,
Gang Gang Dance,
Ossler,
Mantronix,
Young Marble Giants,
Al Stewart,
Byron Stingily,
Alison Limerick,
Animal Collective,
Pagans,
Thompson Twins,
Frankie Knuckles,
John Holt,
Ultra Naté,
Gang Green,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
PIL,
Jimmy McGriff,
The American Breed,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Smoke,
Ituana,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Country Teasers,
The Saints,
Ronnie Foster,
Camouflage,
Marshall Jefferson,
Smog,
Dennis Brown,
Massinfluence,
Monolake,
The Skatalites,
The Vogues,
The J.B.'s,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Star Department,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Main Source,
Funky Four + One,
Pierre Henry,
The Detroit Cobras,
The Gap Band,
Quantec,
Bush Tetras,
Aaron Thompson,
Procol Harum,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Henry Cow,
Erykah Badu,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Girls At Our Best!,
Bizarre Inc.,
Lee Hazlewood,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
David Axelrod,
Liliput,
Funkadelic,
Glenn Branca,
Depeche Mode,
FM Einheit, FM Einheit, FM Einheit, FM Einheit.
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.