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 Macedonia and from Spokane.
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 1963 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the clarinet 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 The United States of America to the rap kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Iggy Pop. All the underground hits.
All Underground Resistance tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nils Olav record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Reuben Wilson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Hasil Adkins,
Godley & Creme,
10cc,
Bootsy Collins,
Eve St. Jones,
Sex Pistols,
Wally Richardson,
Peter & Gordon,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Minor Threat,
DNA,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Tubeway Army,
The Raincoats,
Todd Terry,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Smoke,
The Cowsills,
the Slits,
Echospace,
Soulsonic Force,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Kurtis Blow,
Bush Tetras,
Patti Smith,
Minny Pops,
Janne Schatter,
Second Layer,
Fat Boys,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Liliput,
Lower 48,
Colin Newman,
The Stooges,
Idris Muhammad,
Panda Bear,
Harpers Bizarre,
Average White Band,
The United States of America,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Bauhaus,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Eurythmics,
the Human League,
The Invisible,
Mad Mike,
Quadrant,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Chris & Cosey,
Sonny Sharrock,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Lalann,
Michelle Simonal,
Soul Sonic Force,
Barclay James Harvest,
Mr. Review,
Delta 5,
The Toasters,
The Young Rascals,
Ken Boothe, Ken Boothe, Ken Boothe, Ken Boothe.
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.